Writing about reading is weird. Talking about reading is pretentious. But reading isn’t any of those things. At least not to me.

I don’t read to be smarter than you.

I read to be smarter than me. I read because often times the screen enslaves imagination. I read because I’m curious. I use a ladder of books to climb upon the shoulders of Giants. I read because without books, I’d be blind to all the possibilities. Why do you read?

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