
Reading as a holiday. I miss that privileged state - of both tranquillity and excitement - favouring the pleasure of reading and that feeling of luxury. I wish to forget this current state of permanent alert and being wired to the ‘real world’ as in a suffocating net. I feel prisoner into a sort of science book, between figures and statistics, while dreaming at the ‘holidays’ of my long, consuming … former compulsory readings.
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