After awhile of not reading books, I picked up a book from a friend’s library. As is the case with most things I do in life, once I start there’s no stopping till I finish. It was only natural for me to finish 300 pages in one setting. As I was reading through the pages, there were small notes written on the side of different paragraphs by the original owner of the book. It was interesting, as if you see the world from another person’s perspective and live in his/her shoes as they read the book and got caught up in nostalgia.. People should exchange books more often =)