dilemma

i am having a tough time thinking that i might not be able to adhere to my resolution, that is to at least complete reading 50 variety of book by the end of this year. i haven't even hit 20 and it's already almost mid year. scream.

it kind of hit me that reading is such a luxurious hobby. i don't dare to do the calculation of how much i have spent on books. trying to do e-reading but i don't really enjoy it as much as i enjoy flipping pages by pages, lying cozily on the couch or bed, swaying into the fictitious world by the printed mesmerizing words. it's true that doing the e-reading is better in term of it saves money because so far everything's free thanks to the advance of internet. nonetheless, it pains the eyes by gluing the eyeballs on the flashing screen. besides, i don't have the energy to click on the keyboard or scroll around the mouse, following the cursor to get to the next line or pages. the point is that it's much more uncomfortable and making the whole experience of reading miserable. physically and mentally.

looking forwards to the next collection on my shelves.

besides, buying books is also kind of my painful, money-wasting collection. it's like some people enjoy collecting stems, bottles, cash, etecetra but i like making a wide collection of books of my favourite authors. some more, those meaningful, leaving great depth of thoughts from other great author that manage to impress me also secure some space on the shelves. i should start visiting those second-hand novel hut. as if there's one available here, in kelantan. tell me when you find one.

dying from boredom. decaying from idling.