All i was going to do this holiday was read. It was going to be great, I thought. I love books. I love reading. This is why I'm doing English. I think I'll like the books on my course. I read Jane Eyre (fabulous). Thought, right. I'm a week and a half behind the schedule I gave myself, so maybe I'll only read Bleak House before I go back. Still, not bad. I read the first chapter. I re-read the first chapter. I put the book away.
I am about to re-start it. It is 800 pages long. Hmmm. When did I become such a slow reader?