The Queue
I was standing in line at the checkout. Four people ahead of me. My phone slipped out of my pocket. TikTok again. I didn't want it, but I scrolled anyway.
I had a book in my backpack that I genuinely loved. But pulling it out, opening it, holding it open — that was a whole operation.
Then it hit me clearly: I'm not short on time to read. I'm short on a book in my pocket.
