Escapism

To be honest, today was one of those days, where all I wanted to do was sit and read my book!

My eyes felt better this morning. Better than it has in a long time and after a few hours of catching up on work emails, I got comfortable on the couch with my now daily dose of miniature bag of Licorice All Sorts and got lost in my reading.

The sun was out again, the ocean flat, not even a gentle breeze to speak of. Only the occasional crash of a wave against the rocks and the coo of a dove, reminded me that I was not in another place or time.

Do you ever get so lost in your book, that you cannot wait to read the next page, yet you are so scared that you will be ending the book sooner than what you are ready?

As a child I absolutely LOVED reading! Enid Blyton, Roald Dahl, Judy Blume and then the Sweet Valley High books. Gosh, it did not take much to entertain me, especially during the winter school holidays! A trip to the library was all I needed! I did not need “play dates” or TV. As long as I had a book or 2 to read I was sorted!

Then when I became a bit older I used to “freak” my parents out, by “lying” in the bath for hours, constantly topping it up with more bubbles and hot water, and reading! I was determined to finish a couple of chapters whilst in the bath! Do not ask!

Somewhere along the line, for some reason I stopped. I am trying to remember when and why that happened. Only thing that comes to mind was my ship days, I was limited with luggage and could not face lugging books around. Whilst on ships, I also had a somewhat busy “social life”, which did not leave much time for good literature. The closest I came to reading was the trashy magazines, which was easy to carry for poolside reading. All was not lost, as I always bought a book for my long haul flight home!

More than 10 years ago a friend asked what my thoughts were on her starting a Book Club. I think I instantly jumped at it! And so I finally “really” got back into my love for reading again. Now I must confess, I am not the “show off” in the group, taking a “bag full” every month. 1 is normally all that I can manage. Am not going to list the reasons, as they will only sound like excuses!

During this period lock-down, I have read more than what I have in years! I am busy finishing off number 4 since lock-down and it is “only” day 35! Not sure what has happened, but I am loving it! Some might call it “escapism” and that is probably true, but I am not complaining. If reading is my escape from this utter craziness then so be it!

What has been your “escapism”?

If I am not mistaken Book Stores are allowed open from tomorrow and if that is the case, I need to stock up before things change again!

Until next time

Love, light and positive change

Ophelia