Reading, asylum-like.

Absorbing books is like feeding the mind, some ‘foods’ are interesting , some are boring, some are just too dry but needed. Nonetheless, encountering interesting souls is rare, all by luck or to say, fate.

Personally speaking, I do feel void most of the time, it’s awkward for me and others who don’t feel the same thing. As time passing on, doubts on me, cause most people said similar things, I was just being too lazy and having too much time to waste. However, as my reading spectrum expanded, I found out that it is in fact some many authors had encounter some thoughts like I did/do. It is some how satisfying to know you’re not alone, to some extent. Some people like you just don’t live in the same place or time as you do.

So, keep reading, useful or useless, it might shed a light on your path. There should always be a silver lining in life.

A better world tomorrow, I hope.