When you stay up really late finishing a book and the next day you feel like a zombie, not only because you’ve barely had any sleep but also because you’ve finished your book and you don’t know what to do with your life now.
Sometimes, you read a book and it fills you with this weird evangelical zeal, and you become convinced that the shattered world will never be put back together unless and until all living humans read the book.
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