I have a strange desire to read Dante’s Divine Comedy again.
First read it when I was 12 or so. It infected my brain. In a good way, but made me feel apart from the world.
Maybe this time I’ll try it in French, which means I’ll go at 1/10 the speed and won’t understand at least 20% of it without looking a lot up since it’s so complex.
But then it won’t eject me from the known universe quite so forcibly.