Tactility, insight and sensation. That’s why I love magazines.
Contemplating news, opinions and features that I know will evoke new, previously unconstructed thoughts. Appreciating writers who make connections that can only be made when one has actually taken the time to actually think about something.
The joy that comes as synapses spark on seeing, reading, understanding. Revelling in words crafted by those who understand my passion and want to feed it.
And on a physical level, feeling paper between my fingers – its weight and texture – is an unalloyed pleasure that no amount of swiping, pinching or dragging will ever diminish.