Thursday, May 7, 2009

I forgot

How much I loved to read.
This is something that has been lost in the course of my life over the last 5 years.
I read often, and all through highschool.
Right up until the end, and then I stopped.
My friend got me a very good book for my birthday, but it took me weeks to read it.
My mind was always swimming with thought and I just simply couldnt focus.
I am also one of those people who, a book has to speak to me.
The title has to jump out at me, I know this sounds so weird.
Its not the cover, there could be the most attractive person on the cover.
But a boring title.
No thanks..
Again I'm not sure why.. its weird.

I read trashy magazines.. all the time.
I fill my mind with senseless drivle..
But it doesn't fill me. Never. But it does the job I guess.

Yesterday during lunch I was walking past a book store that I'd walked past 50 times and I was drawn in. I strolled up and down the fiction section, picking up all the titles that appealed to me.
Then in an instant I settled.
"The secret life of bee's"

It is a beautiful book, one that I am more than half way through after only a few short hours.
But due to the fact that I woke up at 5:30AM, I am now paying for my choice to not go back to sleep for another hour. In actual fact I have written these last few sentances with my eyes closed.
There awake again, and so am I.
It feels good to be alive right now.

So I will close the window, turn off the light.
Crawl under my covers and possibly dream of the secret life of bee's


heyLyss09 said...

Let me know how it is when you finish. I've been bookless for about a week now.

Rebecca Louise. said...

Hope it is a good read. I go through phases of reading, but wehen I do I think it is so RELAXING! x.