I have a confession. School briefly killed my love for reading. It’s not that I didn’t enjoy the books that I was assigned to read in high school and college—some of my favorite books are books I eagerly dissected in essays and class discussions. My life was just so full of stress, assignments, and mini existential crises that the idea of reading a book that I picked up of my own volition seemed ridiculous.
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