I think I can kind of put myself in that headspace…

Reminds me of the rush I felt the first summer I discovered reading outdoors, but by next year it was gone so I started reading by the lake, and that lasted even less time. I tried reading while drinking tea, listening to music, etc, but I was just chasing the world’s lamest dragon.

Anyway, as a former addict I could see what this treadmill was.

But I guess if money was no object maybe I’d be one of those assholes going on a beach vacation to read or something.