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I used a couple of techniques to easy myself into language this evening. 

While doing the dishes, I listened with a extension cord over my shoulder. That clocked me up 20 minutes of De Duivel Draagt het Licht.

Afterwards, though, I felt disinclined to do anything more. I started a game of solitaire instead. But then I felt inspired to listen to something as I played. And so I spent 15 minutes listening to Happy Rotter in French, followed by a good chunk of El Principito in Spanish.

Listening on its own can be lighter than combining reading, I’ve discovered.