“The books that the world calls immoral are books that show the world its own shame.”
But I am here, and still alive and kicking, and have just been flying under the radar for a while (hmm, since January I guess).
I had some personal set backs in winter of last year, and after that I just completely lost the desire and focus to read. Which was very strange for me, considering that reading has always been a part of my life for as long as I can remember, and I've never had a time where I haven't been reading. So for the past several months, I've picked up books, and read the same paragraphs over and over again, and then put them down. I tried all genres, books I had been looking forward to for a long time, and just could never get into them. I found myself enjoying zoning out in little iphone games and staring at the tv and playing around with my dog and cooking (mmm, the foods have gotten good). But recently I've found myself venturing back here, and picking up books again, and I've enjoyed reading so I feel much more like myself. And I've missed all of you here and your updates and posts. So I wanted to say that I'm still low-flying these days, but not completely off the grid like before. I'm around, and hope to see more of you again.