I feel really good about myself the last 24 hours and it may sound silly, but here is why:
I read a book!
What I mean by that is: I actually read the book like I used to read books. I have picked up books every now and then but have failed to finish them or read them with as much passion as I used too. I was worried I lost my touch and feeling towards reading and to be honest, it upset me.
However, I am done the book a mere day after starting it. The book that has me so happy is called A Girl’s Guide to Moving On by Debbie Macomber. On the cover is labels her as the New York Times #1 bestselling author and I wonder why almost every book has received the exact same recognition. They make being a New York Times bestseller such an easy thing to be.
Anyways, as happy as I feel, my textbooks are calling my name. It is frustrating because that is the last thing on earth I want to be doing right now.
If you’re not a reader, you are missing out. Reading gets you caught up in a world of thoughts and imagination. Even if you say you’re not the type, reading does wonders for your body. I feel so happy and content within myself and very much happy for the characters that I have spent my afternoon investing in them. It may sound strange and weird but to me they are real; their stories are real. That may make even less sense than what I was saying before… what I mean to say is the author wrote this story and not just because she had a good imagination but there is more to it. Whenever someone writes a book it comes from their life, so yes, Rocco and Nichole may not be physically alive but I am sure there is someone in the author’s life that has caused her to create such people as Rocco and Nichole.
Have I mentioned I love reading? 🙂