This has been the absolute worst year of my life... For a variety of reasons that I'm not really ready to talk about yet. I suppose that it makes sense that this would also be the year I crush my reading goal by reading/listening to 104 books vs my goal of 52. There is a definite appeal in escaping into 104 different books to distract/relate/ just enjoy. I'm both proud of myself, and sad at the same time. 2020 can be over any time now. 😭