More reading.

Another day with my head in a book which I finished. So good. Started another. I am totally turning into my mother - 20 years earlier though. Don’t think she fully lived in books till she was much older. She always read but not so much until her life became smaller. Obviously reading enriches your life but I worry ( but not enough) that I should be doing more stuff, or is it other stuff, while I still can. Hey ho.
Got up briefly and Ruben jumped in my space. He’s never done that before. Looks so cosy.