One of the most difficult things for me about reading a great book is the constant struggle between needing to get things done and wanting to keep reading. Right now, I am reading Jane Eyre
. I've never read it before, but it has been on my list for some time.
Why did I wait so long to read it?
I can hardly pry myself away from this story.
Now you know what I will be doing this Memorial Day Weekend.
P.S. It also makes me want to watch every film version ever made.