Ah, 2020. What a year, one I’d rather not ever have to relive! Please don’t send time machines back there, it’s not worth it!

I set lofty goals for myself on January 1, hoping I’d be able to read 60 books in 365 days. I’d read 50 the year before, so what was 10 more? Plus, with as much as I was traveling at the end of 2019, I had plenty of uninterrupted reading time on planes and trains. I assumed that would carry over into 2020.

Ha. Right. I think we all know how that turned out.

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