Literary Floats
My float pings between the tile walls of our rectangular-shaped pool, drifting me into the sunshine, then back into the shade. I'm immersed in the world of European elite with Emily Everett's All That Life Can Afford , then meandering through Sarah Pinborough's haunted house in We Live Here Now . Ben cranks up his 1970s pool playlist, and my only worry is not getting the pages of my book wet. If you'd told me a few years ago, in the melee of parenting young children, that I'd enjoy this ritual every evening, I'd have thought you were speaking of an alternate universe. But, babies don't keep and instead grow into teenagers who can enjoy a relaxing float over obsessive cannonballing. One of my goals for this year was to prioritize reading physical books. I go through audiobooks quickly with my multitasking mom life, and I'm so thankful I have that option available to me. However, there's something about slowing down long enough to escape into a phy...