Embracing the dawn with Jojie, my one-eyed cat. As raindrops fall and birds awaken and started, we both find peace in the magic of early morning reads. A quiet rituals in the soft light before the world stirs the day.

Before the unread stacks start growing, things get out of hand, and I’d end up being a tsundoku, having more books than I could read.

I’d noticed they had so SO many books that I had never read before. Some of the books, I never knew existed, they have re-read ( more than just twice) and perhaps written over the course of years (a decade ago, or maybe even older).