I saw a tweet the other day where the OP said they can enjoy reading a book and get asked, “oh what was that book about?” And be like “nope, I can’t remember any single thing”.
And I have to say I relate. I got back into reading last year and I don’t even know if I can explain the summary of most of the books I read. All I remember is having a good time turning the pages, cussing out characters, and looking up and checking if anyone on the train caught me laughing at the jokes.
It’s just like movies, you don’t necessarily remember every single scene, but you just remember having a nice time watching.
Here’s to more escapism in books 🥂📚