I used to hate it. It used to be that words jumped across pages, tauntingly skipping and jumbling together, mocking my slow eyes. Pages would stay in place, never to be turned, as if taped together. After all, pages never turn if words misbehave.
But it's become a dance of sorts, and it took time to learn. I've learned to dance with the words, and they've learned to dance with me.
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