On reading
I LOVE to read. I LOVE novels, fiction, non-fiction, whatever. I truly enjoy immersing myself in a book but for some reason I have gotten away from it. I don't know why. The last book I purchased I read cover to cover in a matter of hours during a layover and flight with a two year old, so I know it's not something I've "outgrown", I just don't know where to start, or what book I want to read. I get overwhelmed in a bookstore because the covers are so pretty and flashy and I can't make up my mind. I'm underwhelmed in a library because it's just titles and authors showing, so unless I know what I want, I can't settle on something and be happy. Something about my personality and always wondering if I'm choosing the BEST book for my time. Yeah, I know...weirdo. I'm not a rereader of books either, some classics I can, or if it's been YEARS since I read it but I get bored because I know what's going to happen next. I want...