This Pile of Books

This pile of books plus a few short stories and scripts were my brain’s food since October.

Some of them I liked more than others. Some I’d come back to and re-read passages, some I’ll vaguely remember in a few years or months. I can say the same things about books I chose myself and read without being “forced” by the circumstances. (Forced is a strong word given that I always liked to read, but you get the idea). What I mean to emphasise is that reading for uni I felt as if I were reading for myself. I am not yet sure whether that means that I love reading so much that I enjoy any book or that my reading list was well chosen.

I can’t wait to see my reading list for year 2 but until then I will read (some of) the books that have been patiently waiting for me for months.