I AM READING A BOOK.
Remember books? And pages and whatnot?
Back when TL,DR wasn’t a thing. Man, books. BOOOOOOOOOOOKS.
I used to read those things. I used to read those things for fun. That was such a long time ago. A shameful amount of time ago. I want to go back.
It all started when my phone died. And I was like…what am I supposed to do now? The little reading I do in a day is all on there. Hah, I just thought of something. I wonder how many times this has happened since smartphones became a thing…
“Ted, could you please read the next verse?”
“Uhh no, sorry my Bible just died.”
Okay I digress. Anyway, I had to find something to do with my life and I didn’t have any of my knitting or writing with me. So I walked around the neighborhood, walking aimlessly in hopes of outrunning my boredom. It worked! Kind of. I found a local book store. I’ve passed it many times, but today I decided to venture in. There were books, old, new, everywhere. Plastering shelves, piled on top of shelves, piled up next to shelves. Books everywhere. And one room lead to another room, slightly more crowded with books than the last room, and another room and another still! I was surrounded. I forgot what book smell smelled like, or that books even smelled. But they do, and being emcompassed by the scent brought about a nostalgic comfort. It hit me in the same way moving back to Philadelphia and taking a big whiff of air upon walking into my old neighborhood Wawa hit me. Makes you remember what you didn’t even realize you’ve missed for a long time. Books.
I didn’t even know what to look at or where to go. I don’t know what genres of books I would enjoy. I don’t know any authors anymore. Books are so much longer than 140 characters, what would I do if I didn’t like the book? What would make me dislike a book? I don’t even know…
I was committed to not leaving this place without finding a book to read. So I figured I would just have to blindly pick one. Maybe grab the first title or spine that caught my eye.
I found it.
My eyes scrolled through a shelf in the FICTION section, when I stopped at the title obscene BODiES. By Kim Benabib. The back of the book intrigued me as much as the title, so this is what I have chosen for my literary adventure. I’m going to keep myself accountable for reading this by updating this post as I work my way through to the end. Enjoy my thoughts as I read my first book(shameful) of the year. This should be fun, guys. If you’ve read any good books lately, you should let me know. Because I have no clue of what’s out there, and I’d like to not be so ignorant anymore. Well here goes…
My thoughts while reading A BOOK:
OMG I AM READING A BOOK.
17 pages in and I’ve encountered 4 words I don’t know.
I just read the first chapter of a book. That was nice.
Update 7/27: MY BOOK HAS RECEPTION ON THE SUBWAY, WHO KNEW?!
So I don’t like people knowing what I’m reading. I carry my book face inward when walking. I don’t know why yet. More on this soon…maybe.