Just heard two of my housemates roll in drunk slurring, “you known X, I’m pretty sure it’s only me and you that ever clean up around here”. I’ve cleaned the house 5 times this past month, all while writing my 60 page dissertation. Cue doing a round of washing up and a snotty note tomorrow. /rant.
“What an astonishing thing a book is. It’s a flat object made from a tree with flexible parts on which are imprinted lots of funny dark squiggles. But one glance at it and you’re inside the mind of another person, maybe somebody dead for thousands of years. Across the millennia, an author is speaking clearly and silently inside your head, directly to you. Writing is perhaps the greatest of human inventions, binding together people who never knew each other, citizens of distant epochs. Books break the shackles of time. A book is proof that humans are capable of working magic.” - Carl Sagan on Books