I like to read at night. Well, really that’s when I get some of my reading in..I would love to read in the early morning hours, and sometimes try and set my alarm a little early to sip succulent coffee and dive into that delicious book. But I’m usually two sips into my coffee and out comes my phone to scroll for a few minutes before I’m either too late or need to get the kids up and at ’em.

Ahh, but if it’s the weekend there’s the lazy-lay- in bed- sip- coffee and read while the sun shines just right, the perfect kind of lighting to read to. And even the boys like to sometimes grab a book or pen and paper first thing in the morning before actually getting up. Let the brain wake up, absorb the quiet. Before they grab their devices (ah, I’m guilty of grabbing mine too) to just let it in.

Sometimes I miss newspapers. Just how you watched your parents or adults sit around the table with it, sipping coffee, chatting about the current events. That is my image of adulthood. Folks getting ready for work sitting and reading the newspaper. That’s all you needed to act like an adult. I’m a millennial, (geriatric millennial to be exact, ugh). But I do remember newspapers. I was there! before you could grab the news on your phone.

I mean I know newspapers are still around but I don’t see people reading them. I see people just glued to a smaller more convenient TV. Nothing wrong with it, but you have too many, too much information now. Right there! and some of it is trash. We all know it. But we read it anyway. And yeah some of the news is so egregious and upsetting, so we like memes to take the edge off of the seemingly expansive, scary information out there.

Well, maybe I’m getting at something. What is the point? Maybe I should find photos of people sitting around the table reading newspapers. A new project that will fizzle at the drop of a hat. Or in this case when I close my computer.

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