I keep a blanket on the back of the sofa, prop up my feet, plus with the A/C turned low, I read until the book is finished.
I don’t guess about you, but one of my favorite things I enjoy is read. There is something about studying that can make a long boring afternoon, just fly by. All of the emotions that I read about, I can experience. I can become immersed in the story, plus if it is cold plus snowy in the story, I almost shiver with them. If the characters are on a desert island where there is no a/c plus the air is sultry, I know myself beginning to sweat. I occasionally find myself turning the a/c down low, so that I am more comfortable. I will tell the character that I bet they wish they were there with me at that time. I don’t do a lot of studying when anyone else is beach home because I cry when the characters cry plus I laugh out loud with them. I tell them how stupid they were for leaving beach home with a blazer, or for going into the home alone when they already knew it was haunted. Reading is a good escape for me, but if I don’t have the thermostat set officially, I can’t love my book. I keep a blanket on the back of the sofa, prop up my feet, plus with the A/C turned low, I read until the book is finished. My partner came beach home from work early one afternoon. I was standing on the sofa wrapped in the blanket plus crying. The a/c was set to sixty-eight plus she asked me if I was okay. When she saw the book, she shook her head plus walked away until I had finished the story.