I Found My Heart In San Fransisco (And Now I Feel Empty)
So…valuable lesson number one: If you are going to read a book series that is planned to be 26 volumes long, you should probably take your time in reading it.
Valuable lesson number two: Have a fucking back up plan for when you start going into withdrawal from the characters after you motor through reading the available 20 books in a little more than three weeks.
Valuable less number three: FUCK!!!
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So, in other words I finished up book 20 (Trust) earlier today and I am feeling…empty?
I get kind of invested in books and characters sometimes…especially ones that possess qualities that appeal to me or that I recognize within myself. I have to wonder if anyone else reads like I do and has a fulfilling life…or if they find themselves wishing people read more like I do?
I keep updating my social media profiles with my running total of books read so far in 2016 (55 as of today!), but I feel like that doesn’t garner any notice. The second I update a profile picture though…watch out!
So, what’s a bookwormish single lesbian who loves conversation and relaxation to do? Shall I start living in the library on my days off? I already know once the weather warms I will be spending many a morning and afternoon lounging by the pool at my apartment, Kindle in hand, music streaming on my phone…
…damn…now I’m daydreaming of when it’s warm…
Naked 