I've been busy with school, with life, with maintaining my home, with a bunch of other things that I didn't have any time to sit around and read a book. I remember I used to spend all my free time reading, and that I would always lose sleep because I could never put a good book down. (I have a problem with self control.) I have not read a book in such a long time that I forgot how much pleasure I get from reading.
I took my mother to dentist today, and I knew it would take awhile. I wanted to bring my textbook to study, but figured it would be too bulky. I decided to grab a book that someone gave me to read. I figured I'd enjoy something fun to read.
The book was good enough for me not to put down. After I spent the day doing all of my errands and chore, I read until I finished the book. I cried when I was reading the book. When was the last time that happened? I forgot how much I loved to read, and how it felt to read a good book. I enjoyed it so much that I spent the rest of the day reading other books that I have been meaning to read. Oh simple pleasures...
Speaking of simple pleasures... Remember how I told you I love the show Property Brothers? I have a major celebrity crush on the Scott twins, and decided to write a message to them, and they wrote back. Oh how that made me swoon. I love it when people aren't too cool to answer your messages. I now have an even greater adoration for them. :)
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