One thing my college experience has done for me: made me a super suspicious reader. Everything I pick up (and I mean everything), I pick to pieces. I can't just pick up a book and read it anymore.
This has its benefits, but definitely cuts down on the simple enjoyment of reading.
Maybe I should just leave the reading and thinking to the men and continue baking cookies and sewing aprons.
Kidding!
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