Motivation

I loved my apartment; it was the first place I lived alone. My living room and kitchen were on the first floor, and two bedrooms and a bath were on the second floor. My brother, Karibi, gifted me a solid wooden bookcase. I proudly placed it in the extra bedroom and built my library around […]

I will not write a treatise on this lesson, or maybe I will. I grew up with books. I recognize just how fortunate that makes me. The presence of books around me and the fact that both my parents taught at the university during my formative years certainly fueled my fascination with the written word.