What Makes Me Tick?

Being someone who has been in a perpetual state of standstill, I envy/am in awe of those around me who have purpose. To be specific, the friends who have goals/dreams or things they have the conviction of carrying out. I’m on day #2 of being a bum and it honestly feels like I’ve awakened and have been thrust back in the this world called “life” and I’m years behind because I was off elsewhere. For the better part of 2 years I’ve been doing what I “thought I was supposed to do” rather than finding out what makes me fulfilled. It’s weird to say that I’m not quite sure what it is that I’m passionate about per se. I’m pretty good at a lot of things and have a decent knowledge of a broad amount of topics. It’s like that saying “jack of all trades, master of none”. I’m excited to start my journey of self discovery and see where it takes me. Granted I’m not going to go to the desert and smoke peyote or something, but hey who knows? 😉

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The Origin of My Reading Addiction

I LOVE LOVE LOVE to read. Seriously, getting lost in a book has been a past time of mine ever since I can remember. Being able to get lost in the imagination of literature is very enjoyable for me. The more vivid the imagery of the book, the more enthralled I become. When I was young I was very fortunate to have parents who not only supported my reading addiction but funded it enthusiastically as well. Every year in elementary school, there was a book fair. They would hand out these little pamphlets which had an assortment of books you could purchase. I would diligently circle every single book that I had to have (usually about a dozen books). 100% of the time my parents purchased every book on my list. (thanks mom and dad!) And every year I’d burn through the books as if I was fire and they were wood.

My childhood bedroom was actually a library which my parents converted into a bedroom. I insisted that it had to be my room because of the floor to ceiling, wall to wall book case that was in it. During that time it was my mission to possess every Nancy Drew book ever made. I owned all 56 of the Nancy Drew Mystery Series (Not every one ever made, but close enough). My formative years were spent filling up my bedroom with all the books I could get my little fingers on. 

Presently, my passion for reading is still very strong. I don’t do it as much as I would like (I currently have 15 books that need to be read) but I’m working on it. What got you into reading? What was your favorite childhood book?

 

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