Good gravy, I’ve been away from posting for a while. I decided–crazy or not–that in 2017 I would try to read 200 books. As the year nears its end, I finally figured out that this goal was not so worthy.
11 months later. I’m a slow learner, apparently.
Anyway: I’ve enjoyed most of the books I read but I found that I had very little time for other things I enjoy. I didn’t practice guitar as much. I didn’t write. I didn’t train my dog enough. There was a lot of life that I missed.
So, as much as I love learning about things, I sure as heck love just being and enjoying. As much as I love consuming, I kind of like producing something too.
Next year, I’m going back to my 100 books a year routine. I might even try to work on being friendlier. But that’s going to require more than one year.