My bedside table had over two dozen books and three dozen comics on it. There are probably over 100 more unread books throughout the apartment. 10-year-old me would have never dreamed for that to be my life as an adult.
Unfortunately, I’ve gotten into this rut where I feel overwhelmed at picking the next book to read. Some of the books are for work and I feel like they need to be the priority for professional development reasons. However, I don’t always want to read about work stuff when I want to relax at home. Some of the other books are borrowed from friends. I feel like they need my attention so I can return the book in a timely fashion. Some of the other books are about eating in a healthy way or being financially responsible. Others are books that are considered fun reads or weekly magazines. I most want to read the fun, easy books nowadays when I’m stressed out, but I feel so guilty about not reading the other books that I end up not reading much at all. There are too many choices!
We went out of town this weekend, and I brought along far too many things to read in case I wasn’t in the mood for reading. I think I spent just as much time figuring out what to read for the 24 hour long trip than I did to pack my clothes for the trip. Trust me, I take forever to pack for a trip, too.
When I got back home, I decided to do a complete reset of the tower of books on my bedside table. I put a fun book, a work book, and a life book back on the table with a couple of comics. My hope is that with fewer options, I will start reading more.