Today I re-read Northanger Abbey.
I re-read it because I had Jane on the brain (as I frequently do).
I re-read it because I needed to be reminded that it is ok to be a bookworm.
I re-read it to get out of my life for a little bit and into someone else’s life.
I re-read it to remind myself that what is on the page is not always reality.
I re-read it for my younger self, the bookworm that I was.
I re-read it because sometimes we need to read a novel that is slightly trashy or is set in a reality that is far from ours.
Today I re-read Northanger Abbey.