Old School

There’s something I need to make some times for: reading corner.

There are a lot of things that I enjoy. I am a man of eclectic tastes, and I have a lot of room for enjoyment of a lot of different things. One of the things that I have enjoyed the longest, has been books.

English: A multi-volume Latin dictionary (Egid...

English: A multi-volume Latin dictionary (Egidio Forcellini: Totius Latinitatis Lexicon, 1858–87) in a table in the main reading room of the University Library of Graz. Picture taken and uploaded on 15 Dec 2005 by Dr. Marcus Gossler. Español: Diccionario de latín (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

My family always read to me and with me. They said it was important that I enjoy reading. I always did. It was my favorite part of school. We would have silent reading times, and I always looked forward to them. I was always reading something new.

As a child with no siblings for the first nine years of my life, I had a lot of free time. I wasn’t involved in a lot of activities, and even when I got older some medical things prevented more athletic activities. Reading was something that was always there for me.

I just talked about the escape. That was something that was always special about reading. It was easy for me to project myself into the story I was reading. It still kind of is. I had no trouble finding myself to be a part of what was happening. It made reading more real than the things I was doing everyday.

It did result in probably a few less friends than if I had been involved in something more social. I was always more content to sit quietly in the corner and read than to spend time with the other kids. My parents had to force me to go outside, because I would rather sit inside and read a story.

I still enjoy reading, but I don’t have as much time to do it as I would like. Some of that is due to my nature. I have a high inertia, if you want to think of it that way. I tend to slowly ramp myself into things, and then I want to keep doing them for extended periods of time. That isn’t really how it works being a grown up.

I can’t just wake up and decide ‘I’d like to read today’ and then spend all day curled up reading. There are other things that I have to do. That’s something that I’ve always had to deal with. That’s a part of who I am. I’m slow to get started and hard to get stopped. It’s also my preferred method of playing video games.

I need to find some time to read. I need to make some coffee or tea, find a snack, get a comfy blanket(I have one that I made in college that’s 8 feet wide by 12 feet long), and find a safe spot to just get lost in a story. It would do wonders for me.

Reading was always something that was special to me. Because of my tendency to project myself into the story, it was like the books were written just for me. Books make me feel like I’m the most important person in the world. Real life doesn’t often make you feel that way.

I’m hoping with the holidays coming up, I might be able to find some time. I’ve got a book or two waiting for me, but if any one has any suggestions, I’d love to hear them.

Escape

It’s spelled just like escape. Es cop ay…

Books, movies, stories, and video games all transport us somewhere. We all have certain ones we enjoy, and we all enjoy certain types. Our reasons are different and they are the same. Escape.

Whether it’s escape from the sadness and frustration of the everyday, or whether it’s just the only place you can be yourself. We all like to escape sometimes.

I feel out of place almost everywhere. There’s a lot of different reasons, but the important part is that I’m always  just a little off. Stories of all type let me have a place to be.

Sometimes I just get involved in those people’s world. Sometimes that’s enough. Other times I want to be involved and play a part in the story. That’s when I like to play games.

Never do I feel as at home as I do when reading a fantasy story. One of the great epics like “The Lord of the Rings” trilogy. The world is so alive and vibrant and I can’t help but be spellbound. That’s where I feel at home. When I’m spellbound by the tales of wonder and bravery.

Tolkien's Cover Designs for the First Edition ...

Tolkien’s Cover Designs for the First Edition of The Lord of the Rings (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I’m not scared to admit that I wish I were as strong as they are. I wish I were as upright and brave. I wish I were as steadfast, honorable and daring.

Most days I’m just a person. Moving through this modern world trying to keep from failing. People are built to push and strive, not avoid consequences. It’s a sad reality that these days, there are no great quests. Just trips to the coffee shop and saving money for a retirement that may never come.

One day I hope to have a real adventure. Maybe it will be when I’m Eleventy-One. Maybe it will be tomorrow. All I can do is wake up, get ready for the day, and open my door to the world.