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Keylin Wade-Mejia

Miami

I am always feeling like perpetually under-read. It’s really depressing for me to go into a bookstore or a library and just look out there and see all those shelves filled with books. It’s a weird feeling seeing all those books and knowing there’s absolutely no way I’ll ever read them all. There might be some book over there at the “L” section on the second to bottom shelf by some author I’ve never heard of that I might really like, that might become my favorite book. Or maybe that book sucks and the favorite book is the one right next to it. Or on the next shelf. Or across the store. Or in some other store with a better selection. I’ll never know. I mean, it’s pretty obvious that no one can ever read every book ever written and thus definitively know that their favorite book is their favorite book, that there’s nothing else out there that might outdistance it. That’s just common sense. Which doesn’t make the idea any less depressing.