Why I Read…

1. It’s relaxing


Sometimes books can calm me down. It’s nice to read something where I feel like I’m there, ya know? I’m not working my nine to five job, instead I’m fighting imagery people with my imagery best friends and we’re solving real life….

Umm, wait I mean fictional problems.

Books can sometimes take me places, like instead of being in boring old America I’m in Paris or Nazi, wait, just kidding that one wasn’t that relaxing.

But my downright favorite book absolutely has to be The Ancient Secret of the Flower of Life. And now I’m 100% convinced that some of us came from dolphins. This book has now put me on such a spiritual..

Okay I literally cannot write that anymore because now it’s just getting ridiculous. On a serious note, I do think that author is probably super smart and has written a lot of cool stuff in that book, but human dolphins? Sorry dude, I need a little more evidence.

2. Empathy



Some books are really good at teaching empathy -others are quite the opposite. Especially if its meant to fuel propaganda… but thats probably a discussion for another day.

I do think Holocaust books, books about racial inequality. Pretty much any book that teaches us about how separating ourselves from others is bad will teach how to have empathy for other people.

3. Imagination


Sometimes after I read a book, it gives me a creative vibe. Sometimes I’ll even paint after I read and I end up really liking what I made. It helps me think of things I won’t normally think of. Reading helps me to think of new ideas.

4. It’s a movie in your mind



I’ve always liked the book better than the movie, most authors don’t control the exact image you see in your head. If the author says someone looks pretty than you visualizes what you think is pretty, there is no image of picture there to control what the character’s supposed to look like.

To be honest, I’ve found it easier to remember books better than movies. Maybe it’s due to using my own ideas to ‘create’ them in a way. As opposed to other people shoving exactly what they want their ideas to look like in my face.

5. Better discussions

fish bowl


I think reading books can help to fuel some really good discussions. It helps people think even deeper about life, we start asking some pretty serious questions and figure out what we think works and what doesn’t work in the world. Book discussions can sometimes help us solve real life problems.

I’ve found book discussion to be a lot more meaningful as opposed to the majority of movies. Yes, some movies can be thought provoking. However, I’ve found myself asking more questions after reading a book rather than watching a movie.

6. Last, but not least.. THE SMELL



The smell of a book, new or old, is unique, I think it is one of the most wonderful smells in the world. If frebreze made a scent that smelled like books then I would certainly try it. I remember on of my first books I read was The Black Stallion by Walter Farley. And I read the one my dad had had for years. It had a plain black cover, the pages were yellow from age and it had ink drawings of the story pop up every once in a while. It was a good read, and I loved the old book smell.

Sunday Reflection

I’ve been trying my best to do yoga every Sunday. Its helped me take some time to mediate and reflect on my week. A lot has happened since I’ve made more serious posts. I’ve gotten comfortable with the job I’ve had, I’ve learned a lot of new skills and I’ve been trying to work on my mental health.

I work a lot, and I’ve come to realize that hard work doesn’t always make us wealthily. Yes, I do get a paycheck, but am I passionate about what I do? Do I like that at times I’m working six days a week?

I’ve learned that doing a mind numbing job can help to pay the bills, but it doesn’t make my life as great as I would want it to be. I want to find something I’m passionate about, something that makes me want to get up every day.

I’ve found writing to be one of those things. However, I haven’t always been consistent and I realize that I have so much to work on. I’m currently reading a book on how to write better and I hope that it will help make my posts more meaningful. I’ve used this blog to rant, to write random topics and sometimes stuff that just doesn’t even make sense.

I want that to change.

Doing yoga has helped to clear my head and its lead me to work on my mental health. I’ve noticed a lot about my relationship with myself and others. I’ve worked at jobs that don’t hardly pay me anything because I think I deserve it. I work mind numbing jobs because I don’t think I’m smart enough to do any better. I’ve also hurt other people and sometimes I have a hard time forgiving myself for it. Sometimes I get mad at myself for things that shouldn’t even be a big deal.

My relationship with my parents has been tense at times. They helped me a lot financially, but sometimes they can be emotionally abusive. I never knew the term emotional abuse until I stumbled across it on a facebook post. I’ve found that many parents feel that as long as they didn’t leave a psychical scar on their kid they did a good  job. However, we have so many scars that are hidden inside us and sometimes they take years for us to get rid of them.

I don’t completely blame my family for all the bad things that have happened in my life. I’m an adult now, so from now on, I know that whatever happens is on me. Now that I’ve become more mature, I’ve finally had the guts to tell my family how I really feel. And luckily for me, it went a lot better than I expected.

Even so, I know this journey to improving myself will be rocky, but I hope that despite this, I’ll be a better person than I was before.