I Want to Read Good Books Slowly

Earlier this month, something tragical happened to this reader. It was worse than a reading slump. O.o. This unhappy reader was spoiling endings for herself, reading ahead in a book even though she was enjoying it, and reading (and sometimes skimming) a ton of books she didn’t even like.

I just wasn’t enjoying reading.

After some thinking about it and talking with my mom, I came to two conclusions.

First, I needed reading glasses. Again. Weird story there, but two years ago I got reading glasses. They were such a low prescription, I felt like they were kinda optional until a few months ago when I lost one of the lenses and quit wearing them.

I didn’t realize it, but my eyes were actually skipping around on the page trying to focus on the oh-so-tiny words which was causing me a lot of fatigue. I mentally didn’t want to put a book down, but I’d start feeling inexplicably restless and read ahead. #oops #spoilers

We fixed that with a pair of cheapo grocery store reading glasses, and a few days later God actually helped me find the missing lens to my old glasses so now I have two pairs.