Jul 28, 2024
A close friend of my mine had been asking me to read 'Tomorrow and Tomorrow and Tomorrow' for ages. Finally, when I went over, she placed the book in my hand and asked me to take it; knowing that it'd probably sit on the shelf for a month or two before I feel guilty and pick it up.
Well, I picked it up an hour or two ago and:
1. This is a brilliant book. I should've read it right when she asked me to. She knows me. I have been enveloped by this book. I am floored and have just rediscovered getting lost in book worlds after so, so long.
2. I can see everything she underlined and marked while reading it. This is different kind of joy that I have missed so so so much.
