The struggle is real, we’ve all done this, prepare for an early night to end up distracted. Suddenly you’re scrolling through social media and hours of your life have passed by. It happens to the best of us. For me it’s trying to put down a good book, lying to myself that I’ll read one more page and be done.
Harry Potter was the epitome of fuck sleep. I use to pass out, book in hand, then sneak read during classes. We raced to finish J.K Rowling’s newest release, preventing spoilers. Keeping tabs on everyone’s progress, so you could finally discuss everything that unfolded. Those days were magic, just like the midnight release parties at Barnes & Noble. It was a time. Entering the bookstore to see hundreds of stacked hard covered books, guaranteeing you won’t leave empty handed. Extremely grateful for the period I was born in. Hoping newer generations get to experience something like it. Via: NinaCosford
