So F***ing Good
I'm going to switch gears a little. No running. No moving. No brain chemistry. No straight women (Even though I had a phenomenally graphic dream this week. And no, I haven't been able to look her in the eye since...but I digress). I'm going to discuss reading. Boring, right? I can't say I disagree. I've made friends with reading, but I can't say I love it. I'm a writer - I HAVE to read. Plus, I dislike TV and seldom have the time or attention span for a movie. I despise video games and I have cats so I can't do jigsaw puzzles. What else is there to pass the time? Laundry. Yes. I do a lot of laundry. More often than not, though, I spend my free-chill out time reading. I was given a fantastically awesome Kindle for my birthday (an Oasis) and I have a library card that allows me to borrow e-books from an e-library for free. Which means that reading is free. Cable will cost you. Laundry will cost you. Surfing Amazon to stave off boredom will cost you. Read