Reading Journal on Enjoyment Reading

"I read my books at night, like that, under the quilt with the overheated reading lamp. Reading all those good lines while suffocating. It was magic. And my father had found a job, and that was magic for him."

I like this selection because I like how their are different definitions of magic. It makes me think of what "my magic" is, however I still don't know what it is. Therefore my question is, what is my magic?