I feel as if every time I turn around there is some sort of international day of celebration for the mundane or obscure. I believe it’s a perk of living in an age when one’s quirks can be transmitted across space and time, and shared with others that are like minded. Today it seems is International Read Naked Day, and when I read the “about” section of the organizers of today’s festivities page I did a mental fist pump. Their description of the joy of reading was so closely connected to my own, I sighed with contentment. I love reading and by extension, I love books. Although I’ve been converted to the world of reading apps and tablets, there is an indescribable happiness I receive from touching an actual book. To quote e.e. cummings, “I like what it does, I like its hows”, and when someone says they don’t like to read, I recoil back from them with a shudder. Continue reading →