Picking Up Reading Again After Losing the Habit

My earliest memory of reading included a leapfrog tablet and a stylus. After that, I remember finding a battered Junie B. Jones book in my Grandmother’s toy chest. Junie B. Jones turned into Magic Treehouse, and Magic Treehouse turned into Harry Potter.

Reading had me hooked from my earliest days. While children kicked soccer balls and flew out of swingsets, I found myself underneath a tree with my knees drawn to my chest and a book laying on top of them.

I was a passionate reader, flying through books like they were nothing. I was the kid who was excited to discover a new book under the Christmas tree.

Life caught up, however, and I found myself trading time spent on books for time spent worrying about things like what people thought of me or how much money I could earn.

English class became a bit irritating, putting hurdles up in my reading process that made me loathe the required reading time. Sports and musical instruments began occupying the time I use to dedicate to novels.

Before I knew it, years had passed. I hadn’t taken the time to enjoy a good book in years.

This story is familiar to many people. Former avid readers meet the expectations of life and forget the books that held their hands when they were younger.

Recently, I became reacquainted, and I’m thick as thieves with my books once again. It’s a great feeling— rediscovering long lost genre preferences, realizing how my taste has grown up alongside me, and being sucked away from the stress of responsibilities by a good story.

It wasn’t even intentional. I wanted to learn more about a silly topic, and picked up a relevant book at a bookstore. When I finished, I got another. Then another. I was addicted again.

Remembering my passion for reading has changed my life. I don’t find myself quite so depressed, and it has given me great conversations and new dreams. I can connect with people over books I love and hate. Most of all, though, I enjoy the time spent elsewhere within my mind.

I don’t have any advice to give, but I hope this reaches someone who also has forgotten their bookworm roots and needs the reminder to hit a Barnes & Noble.

Bon Voyage!

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