For as long as I've known
my mom, she's always had her nose in a book. As such, I grew up with that obsession; reading is an important habit and IS a priority every day....
Then... I entered my early 20s, a phase of my life where I
balanced a full-time job so I could buy a house and car, along with full-time college, being married and I spent too much time chasing the American dream blah blah blah, reading
for fun went
away for several years.
Nowadays,
I need a chair.
I love reading, but I don't really have a good, comfortable place to snuggle up next to a book. I lay in bed to read, but fall asleep within a few pages. I spend a lot of time t
hinking about making a reading corner in my room, but have never taken action.
Today,
WI Geoff scored me a reading chair for my room. Even better, it's an old beauty shop hair dryer chair, so it has a cut out for a reading lamp and everything.
FYI: the pillow in the first photo was intentionally placed for "dramatic effect." I don't even know what that means, but I took a few pictures then felt compelled to place a pillow on the chair. I asked myself, "why does this chair need a pillow for a photo?" ...I answered to myself that it would add dramatic effect. What sort of goofy-ass instinct is that anyway?
If history is any indication of the future, my perfect reading corner will look like this by Friday:
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Listening to:
My cousin Aaron wail on the guitar (Black Fast)
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