I admit, I dealt with the so-called six degrees of separation. Two years ago I was hurt, I was in pain for a span of time. It wasn’t because of the separation but because of the pain that caused me to hold on to something I believed in. My eyes were open but it ignored everything, I hoped for improvement yet, it didn’t happen. It’s time to end something that pains you, I should, I thought myself. And it did end.
It ended and I started reading to busy myself and not to remember I’m in pain. It was helpful. I read novels and learn something about life. Then I stopped reading without any reason. It was just spur of the moment, I guess.
Before, I read to forget but today I am reading again because I am eager to learn. It gives me joy, learning gives me happiness. It’s just like discovering a pot of gold, a treasure. Discovering something you’ll believe in forever. Something you’ll hold onto and carry on till you get old. Alzheimer’s or Amnesia is an exception of course. But I think you’re getting my point right?
Today, I would stop reading when my eyes feel tired. I don’t force my eyes on reading, I’m afraid it might blind me and I don’t want that to happen, no one does, I think. For me, reading is learning and traveling. People should start reading to learn, explore and have fun.