Reflection now that I'm actually reading books again:

But first some eye-candy: Third book of the year in progress!



(and what a beauty she is!)

My years-long reading dry spell seems to have been at least partially because the books I was trying to read were just too hard and/or not engaging enough.

I can listen to endless hours of bitcoin podcasts, but it turns out that reading bitcoin books and nonfiction just puts me to sleep.

I also had a snobby resistance to popcorn fare (light entertainment that isn't trying to be Jane Austen).

But now here I am devouring fun sci-fi page-turners.

I also forgot that a book can be as short as a 6-10hr read; it doesn't have to be a weeks-long / months-long slog.

So reading a book can be roughly on par time-wise with watching a TV season. But is more mentally active and, added bonus: less associated with snacking. 😂

My worries about having a pinch of permanent cognitive decline are lessening.

So it's been awesome to rediscover reading. Can recommend.

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And notably / sadly / redemptively(?), this is coming from a guy who had gone back to school to do UCLA's entire undergrad Lit program. And holds a Master of Education to teach high school English. And taught for two years. 🤷‍♂️