From an early age, I was all in on everything except for school. Especially when it came to reading. I struggled in class and pretty much refused to read anything required. As I aged I tried again to dive into the classroom and be better at reading and comprehension. Failed again! Fast forward to my 50th year of life and suddenly I find myself building bookshelves to store the many books I have read and continue to read. Not sure the turning point, but I find it exhilarating and have a need to finish and find more books to read. Maturity? Maybe, but I may never really know what changed. All I do know is that I love books and I want and need to continue the pursuit of finding the next great read! Until next time, happy reading!