BOOKWORM.

Aside from writing and expressing my thoughts through the power of pen, I also love books. I love to read. My passion for reading, I should say, was in-born. I live to read and I read to live. Whenever I feel bored, lonely, have nothing to do, couldn’t find my way to sleep, I get a book and lose myself in the world of the imagination and the subconscious.

But since I couldn’t afford to buy a lot of books and other reading materials, I simply try to borrow some with my friends and classmates. It’s really great that they are ready to lend me the books they have.

I used to borrow books from my classmates and friends. All the books I had read that time were all borrowed. I didn’t buy any book, except those that were really needed in class. Why? Because I knew then that it was not practical for me to buy even one which was not actually needed or had nothing to do in my studies.

After graduation, I no longer read books. I just satisfied myself reading newspapers and other stuff in the Internet like e-books if I had spare time.

I suddenly missed my bookworm self…

I wanted to go book shopping, but then again a part of me said that it was not practical for me to do that, that I had more important things to buy, that I should save rather than spend my money with books, that I should allot my personal money with my basic needs. I suddenly felt frustrated for I couldn’t buy those books that I wanted to have because of these things that I had to consider.

But then I tried to cast out that feeling of frustration I had. I just put in mind that it was all right because I was just prioritizing things and was being rational enough. I convinced myself that books are just books – only material things that I could probably have in the future and not now.

Now, I understand more the situation I have. I no longer feel frustrated or upset if ever I couldn’t buy the things that I want to have. I’m glad that I have this positive attitude. I’m happy that I’m enlightened. I’m proud that I’m not running away with my responsibility to my younger brothers and that I’ve learned to weigh and prioritize things and allot my money to those things which are more needed and not with things I simply like but are not that necessary.

Though I couldn’t buy the books I want to have, my passion for reading is still here. And I’m thankful that there are people who enthusiastically lend me the books they have.