i haven't read for quite some time(Calvin and Hobbes comic doesn't count). but there's this weird part of me, is that, if i happened to start reading at any time, i would go on and on. and it started a few weeks ago, after i came home from Kinokuniya bookstore. reading is a good habit, as everyone says. but i personally think reading is kind of addictive sometimes, like a drug, and i couldn't stop myself from devouring each and every word in the books. i simply enjoy the sweet indulgence.
actually i was poring over the notes earlier and then i got boring and then i resorted to continues reading the perks of being a wallflower by stephen chbosky. the more i read, the more...(i'm not going to say depressed though it's kinda depressing) hollow i feel. i don't know why.
'and it gets to a point when none of it seems real.'
yes it does.
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