When my brain feels like a New York City traffic jam, which is more than I’d like to admit, I crave a good book. Why does that happen? Why, when life gets so nutty, do I reach for journals, books, and long walks? I’d be curious to hear your thoughts in the comments.
Here’s what I know in my own life: paper books, journaling, and long walks stabilize me. It’s like being in the gravitational pull of the sun and getting pelted by asteroids all day. Every rock that hits me throws me out of orbit, and all I want is to be calm, centered and focused. The day-to-day rush makes me feel less human, but when I sit down and read a good book my orbit stabilizes.
And that’s what I crave. I’m tired of feeling less. I want to feel more. More focused, more empathetic, more centered, more balanced, and more human.
A great movie is entertaining, but it’s not the same as a good book.
A great meal is filling, but it’s not the same as a good book.
Success at work is financially rewarding, but it’s not the same as a good book.
Reading a good book, journaling my thoughts, and going for walks are in a category of their own – and it’s a category I crave.
Until tomorrow, read slowly – take notes – apply the ideas.
-Eddy
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