The Ultimate Connection

The joy of a good book is indeed a comforting thing. My fiction reading over the last say 2 years has been sporadic at best. There was a lot going on and I pushed my reading away like a child abandons a favoured toy, only to return some time later and be filled with the incredible comfort of the reconnection.
I have read in this time, but not connected. I grieved for it, but now I think I have found my love again. And what a great love it is.

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