it was definitely not a year in which i made the most out of my reading time or was able to read a lot of books for fun. for a while life was really heavy and reading would not have been an escape like it has been many times before, but would've also just become another burden instead, so i decided not to expect too much from myself and just accept this was the pace i could keep up with. and i'm satisfied. i almost got lost but fortunately realized i do enjoy reading and i enjoy it a lot, but things are just different now and i can't expect my relationship with books to stay the same.