When I was a kid, I was “that” nerdy kid who went to the library religiously once a week, coming home with a huge stack of books to read. The librarians had long learned that the quota of three books per visit wouldn’t work for me, so granted me dispensation to bring home five, seven, sometimes more. I learned how to read at an early age — watching Sesame Street — and it was always a love of mine. But somewhere in the last x number of years, I stopped reading books quite as often, and rarely would pick up an actual paper book at all. Why?