I’ve been sick. I guess it’s “just a cold.” But it’s a monster “just a cold.” Sore throat. Cough. Congested chest, sinuses, head. You name it. I’m feeling better tonight, so I might actually read.
But I won’t be reading poetry (which I should since I wanted to do a few different “poetry” posts this month). I won’t be reading anything for my “challenges”, despite the fact that I keep signing up for more.
No, I’ll be rereading a book.
When I made up my list of books for college-bound students I was struck by one that I read first in middle school, Jane Eyre. I haven’t read it since middle school. So I decided it was time for a reread.
I am loving every minute of it. I stop and reread passages again and again. It may take me a while at this rate. But I don’t want it to end.
It’s just a reminder to me that this is what reading is meant to be about. Yes, there are places for the challenging books. I’ll still get to my books of poetry and about poetry eventually. Although those books may be challenging to read, they are worthwhile in my personal development
But I should also read for the joys of a comfortable book. So I’m off to Jane Eyre again tonight.
Do you reread books? Why or why not? What do you read when you’re nursing a cold and not in the mood for a challenge?