Books I Am Reading, Revisiting and Obsessed With
Hey again! If you have been trying to solve the mystery of my sudden silence, picture me slipping out of the city like a runaway side character in a thriller. I have been living a quiet, almost monk-like life. Think mountains, crisp mornings, and a front-row view of Banff and Jasper that could make anyone believe in magic again. I have been chasing the Aurora on nights cold enough to make my eyelashes freeze. Then switching gears to Calgary’s city buzz, only to escape to Canmore and Hilton on weekends like it is my personal ritual. Also, I took a much-needed detox from the kind of people who drain your soul but stay glued to your life through stubborn social ties. Cutting off is an extreme sport. I recommend it only on full stomach and with emotional supervision. Somewhere between this chaos and calm, I started reading again. A lot. Piling books the way some people pile receipts in their wallets. And what is the joy of reading if you cannot share the best bits with the people you...