Read Me Happy
I was a geek in school….well actually I prefer to be called a nerd. I spent my recess indoors during elementary school reading and would bring my book outside to read under a tree when they forced me to go outside. In middle school and high school I had a laminated permanent library pass that I would use instead of lunch (I was a food snob even then and didn’t want to eat fake junk). I would spend my entire lunch time in the library at one of the big tables with my nose in a book. I even carried my current book in my stack of books (no back packs allowed in the halls) so that I could read when I finished my school work. And I think I was more proud of my library card than anything else I carried in my cute purple fake designer wallet.
Books were a passport for me to worlds I have never seen or may never get to see. I mean come on who doesn’t want to go visit the Hobbits even if it is only in your mind. I had such a vivid imagination I could picture all the worlds that I was reading about even if I could never actually go there. And I was always sooooo disappointed at movies made from books because they never got it right to what I had pictured….heck I still get mad that the cliché of “The book was better.” is so true.
But life happened and I kind of got away from reading for pleasure. There were so many text books to read in seminary and assignments to do and places to be outside of class that I forgot about the Kilimanjaro of books I had brought with me. Sad to say most of them sat in a tote for the entire two years I was in seminary. And I only got a library card near my seminary so I could rent movies. Soooo sooooo sad and my mom (who started my love of reading) would have been so disappointed. I even would longingly look at the book section in Target (hello best friend) or wander the shelves at Barnes and Noble only to either purchase a book that would sit on my shelf for collecting dust or go back on the B&N shelf for someone else to enjoy.
I miss reading. I missed it so much that I’ve made the time to do it now despite my busy schedule. Just like making appointments for exercise I had to make an appointment with myself to read. I started small with “reading” books on CD while on my long car trips to and from Boston, Albany, Springfield and Hartford. I forced my book choices on Hunni when I was driving because driver chooses the mode of entertainment, right? Then I picked up a book from my shelf and didn’t put it down until I was lost in the story I had to force myself to close the book and go to sleep.
And now I can’t stop. My blog yesterday wasn’t written/posted until 10am (I normally post it the night before) because I needed to unplug and took a bath with my new book. I had to be careful because as a kid I dropped a library book in the tub and my mom had to pay for it. It’s not exactly in the budget to pay for a large print version of Michael Pollan’s In Defense of Food (more on this in another post). But I stayed in there until I was nice an prune-y and then went to bed to keep reading. I have another book sitting on my night stand ready to read as soon as I finish this one which should be tomorrow. I can’t even allow myself to take my book to the office for downtime for fear I won’t do any work at all.
And my mind is more relaxed and enlightened all at the same time. I enjoy relaxing with a good book, a cup of tea and my snuggie. I forgot it was the little things in life that made me enjoy it…and I enjoy reading. I’m glad I’ve found my love again. I proudly hold my library card and even use inter-library loans like a pro. I’m finding my joy for little things again and it makes me healthier all around.
What’s your favorite book? Recommend me something to read next.