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I often feel a connection to other readers, whenever I see them out in the world. We might have nothing in common except that we like to read–but that feels like enough.
I get a good feeling when I see someone reading–like when I’m in the subway and I see someone reading a book, completely engrossed. It doesn’t matter what the book is, I want to smile at them. (Though I want to smile the most when it’s a novel they’re reading.)
The other day, I saw a young man reading a book as he walked home. I used to do that all the time. Part of me wants to cheer–yes! Hurray for readers!
Do you ever experience that?