Look, I’m just saying reading is hard. Reading is hard because most of the time it’s not accessible.
Meanings are too intense, too hard to grasp, too much to handle!
I try. I mean technically I have to try being a student of English Literature. But, most of the time I barely scrape by. I can’t find anything to read, or I feel guilty for reading something that is not on the syllabus.
But, there’s a turning point. Sometimes you find a book/novel that is so undeniably amazing that it takes precedent over everything in your life, including sleep. Maybe food, but you always need a snack at the half point mark (insert shrugging emoji here).
Now, I’m not speaking about any book in particular; I’m talking about every book. The reason i say this is because, everyone has a book out there waiting for them to fall in love with.
This has given me such joy to think about as I trudge through a new semester in a new state, all by myself.
Live and let’s read! 🙂