I have always been a huge reader, and the worst moments of my childhood were whenever I ran out of things to read. There weren’t e-books back then, so I was always dependent on someone taking me to the library. And even then, since I grew up on overseas military bases, there were times that the base library didn’t have any books I hadn’t already read. But when I did have something wonderful and new to read, what I wanted was a secluded reading nook where I could dwell for hours, unobserved and unbothered. I still don’t have such a space IRL, but my dream house now does.