a memory of haymaking on the edge of the village and working while thinking about the Harry Potter books
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Let me tell you one of the more interesting personal memories from my youth. It happened in the summer of 2012, when I was already a fully mature man, but at the same time I was still inclined to turn to “escapism” again and again, which indicates some of the choices I made at that time. At that time, I was tormented not only by a natural and strong hunger for a lack of romantic relationships, because my relationship with a girl from the city had recently ended, but also by a rather interesting literary hunger. It can be explained by how strongly I had started to like reading the “Harry Potter” series books at the same time - one after the other, although up until then I had been accustomed to thinking that these were only children's or teenage books. As soon as I started reading them in order, starting with the third one, which I first bought in January at a city bookstore, I became convinced that this is not the case, these books are so interesting and kind that even a grown man like
