Reading season

If any time of the year is reading season, now would be it. By the time I get home from basketball practice, I have enough time to warm up leftovers or throw some meat and vegetables into something like a meal. Then, since there’s no sunlight but there’s time before bed, I find something to pass a few hours. This can be dangerous, of course, because things like Netflix exist, and even though I’ve watched all the MeatEater episodes that take place in Alaska more than once, I’m tempted to watch them even more rather than be productive.

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