skyoflight: liiteri: acquired: ability to read smut with a blank expression still searching: ability to read fluff without contorting my face into a Picasso painting of feelings.
I love that feeling you get when you don’t remember that you’re reading. When you’re so captured by a book that you forget you’re reading the words. All you see is the descriptions and conversations that being to play out like a movie in your head. You don’t even think about it. Then before you know it, you’ve read 100 pages without realizing it. That’s probably the best feeling in the world.
I’ve been sitting here questioning my life. And my decisions.