Erfindung/Romanzo

Before I came to college, I would usually spend my nights holed up in my room, reading until I couldn't see straight . I would usually start after dinner and after I had done the dishes, which was generally around 6:30 or 7. With a few bathroom breaks and possibly a snack break, I could finish a book by 1 a.m., depending on the size.

I miss this.

It seems like since I came to school I've had the attention span of a tennis ball, bouncing around from one thing to the next without being able to focus. I think I have read all of 4 books since September, which leaves me feeling rather empty inside.

I'd like to be able to read again. I try, but it just doesn't happen. Like today, I wanted to start reading Lord of the Rings, yet again. Have I started? Not really. I pulled my book out of it's case, and just held it for a minute. I heart my copy. It's an omnibus "collector's edition", with red leatherette and gold leaf designs on the cover, spine, and back. I took it over to the bed, and gingerly set it down. I opened it, smelling that wonderful book smell, and hearing the spine crack slightly. I went to the back and folded out the large map, and traced the journey of the fellowship with my finger.

Then it was time to get down to business.

About two pages into the prologue, my mind started to wander...and as much as I wanted to read, I just couldn't.

*sigh*

I'm going to try again later, but I'm sure I'll just end up watching Frankenstein and oogling over Ken again.