That was a question Tim really needed to take time to think about. He had [i]read[/i] for sure, but did he actually really enjoy reading? HE thought back through the years. Back to college, where he had to read large text books about things he already knew. He didn't like that one bit. He thought back to high school, where he had to read text books about things he hadn't known and [i]still[/i] doesn't know. He absolutely despised that. But he thought a bit harder, about novels, and poems, and short stories.

He remembered reading [i]The Catcher in the Rye[/i] in 10th grade and falling in love with it. He remembered when he first read [i]The Perks of Being a Wallflower[/i] and relating to the character of Charlie completely. Reading [i]The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night Time[/i] and crying because of how amazing the book was. He then realized that, yes, he did love reading.

"Yeah, I do, I think. J.D. Salinger is my favorite. [i]Franny and Zooey[/i] was absolutely beautiful." He said, recalling the time he read it last year for the fourth time. Two short stories, one book, both amazing. He smiled a little at the memory, finding it to be one of the few things he was happy about in the last few years.