But really does the act of reading ever leave us? I've had real life examples lately where it doesn't. Because I am a reader, it's hard for me to enjoy some of the Netflix shows I've been watching. Because I've read history. I know what really happened, and I know what Hollywood would need to do to that to make a good story.
Because I am a reader, it's hard for me to picture a person who doesn't read as much as me. Who doesn't seep in all the new vocabulary and start using it in their day to day lexicon. I've noticed myself having to define words a lot more lately. Some of them, sure I guess they are a little antiquated and I can understand people not knowing them who don't live their lives in the pages of historical fiction. But others I can't even remember where I've picked them up. Just don't ask me to spell them.
Because I am a reader, even though I am in a slump, the books never truly leave m. And that is kind of an awesome thing.