Lately, I've been having a hard time concentrating. I am currently half-way through about seven different books because every time I sit down to read I feel the need to read something other than what I was reading the day before! I'm running out of bookmarks. In exactly two weeks Miles and I will be moving into our new place in Logan and I guess all this upending of our apartment (and lives) is making me a little excitable. When I get restless I usually just give up trying to read and surf the internet instead (a habit I am trying to break ... just not today :). This afternoon I was looking at 19th century paintings on art.com and I couldn't help but notice all of the portraits of women reading. I am captivated by the peacefulness of these paintings. These women seem absolutely tranquil, lost in a world of words. At this moment, I really wish I could be one of these women.
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