I finally finished reading the Spark book yesterday night. It took me 2 and a half months. Not because it was a difficult read or unentertaining, but simply because that's the kind of time I chose to spare for additional reading. I preferred to spend my free time hanging out with people. Somehow, a book didn't seem like something that would give me the best bang for buck.
But yesterday, as I neared the end of the book with that sad-happy anticipation, I realized what an amazing feeling it was to be in the midst of so many characters, to be a shameless witness to all their private moments. Its easier to pick out books which are bold and honest than people who are likewise.
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