Normally, I always have a perfect idea for what I want to read next, but I'm not so sure right now. Part of me is yelling "Shame on you! You've never read Jane Austen!" and another (slightly larger) part of me says, "Let's have an adventure! Fantasy please!" then I also just bought Tuesdays with Morrie, which I've been meaning to get to for a long time. I'm confused, but I need to pick something soon because I'm itching to read, but I have no clue which book to choose. Part of the problem is I have an endless supply staring at me in my room. Too many choices. Does anybody else ever feel like this? Maybe I'm just special.
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