#20: Eleanor and Park by Rainbow Rowell
There is something to be said for reading a book at the exact time you need to be reading it. At the precise hour that my fourteen and a half anxieties were coming to a peak, I picked up this book. In one day I consumed it, it spoke to my every worry in a way that it couldn’t have a month ago, and it wouldn’t be able to in two weeks. For that temporal perfection, I am grateful.