the fish bowl

     Today has been quite the interesting day.  My mind felt like a boat caught in a storm at some points, but, overall, it wasn't too bad of a day at all.  Believe it or not, I am a little ahead on homework for the week.  As I write this, I can't help but laugh inside a little because I am listening to a short story podcast.  It's actually an ironic story for me today; ask me and I will tell you why.  Story podcast aside, reading has been on my mind quite a bit today for some reason.
     Lately, I have found myself longing to be able to read as fast as I did when I was younger.  My reading speed has diminished since starting college and becoming an English major.  Maybe this is my inner procrastinator rebelling against reading assignments in general, or perhaps I am just getting older.  I get the feeling both may be true to a certain extent.  Class reading has consumed my reading appetite as well as scared the fun out of reading for myself to an extent.  I cannot pick up a book with the same zeal I had in high school.  I am less focused.  Getting older and having to be responsible sucks for having fun in any way really.
     Despite not being able to read quite so rapidly, my book buying has steadily grown.  Amazon and other online used books sellers as well as the hole-in-the-wall used bookstores in Jackson or Southern Illinois have become some of my favorite things.  I get lost in trying to find a specific book or the lowest price, time seemingly disappears before I snap out of it.  I cannot help myself.  When I get a book in my mind, I buy it or find it through a friend.  Years may pass before I get the opportunity to read it, but I have it when the time comes.  The idea of my library expanding and becoming more reputable excites me possibly more than it should.  
     Now, I must get back to my own attempt at pleasure reading before my mind looses all energy.  Happy reading.

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