from 2012 until a few weeks ago i didn’t enjoy reading
this was very troublesome to me
i wondered things like if i had grown stupider
or ruined my brain with TV or the internet
maybe i started liking reading again because i am currently unemployed and now i no longer have to read as part of my job (i used to teach literature)
maybe the switch in my brain just switched back
there are two stacks of books, one on my nightstand and one on my desk, that i intended to read but haven’t yet
they’re both maybe eight inches tall
this doesn’t include the books i have entirely given up on
those were moved to the bookshelf downstairs
i am going through the stacks now
making them smaller
this makes me feel calmer, less nervous, less angry at myself
i am worried that by posting this i will jinx it and find i don’t like reading afterall