Have you ever heard a song that reminds you of something that you’ve never experienced before? A song that makes your thoughts travel through someone else’s past? Even though it’s hard to explain such an odd feeling, this is exactly how I feel whenever I listen to the former and extraordinary French singer, Charles Aznavour.
I’ve never understood the pleasure of reading digital books. It seems odd to think that reading through a screen can be more amusing than having the physical work in hands. It sounds almost outrageous when I hear comparisons that attempt to claim the effect on the reader is the same.