Now that I'm working full time and coming home tired/not wanting to do anything but sit my ass on the couch, I've been reading more. I finally finished Certain Girls by Jennifer Weiner after like, two years of having the book lmao. Morgan left the book here when she visited after starting it just after she left I realized it was gonna be a painful one to get through. Why not just stop reading you ask? Well, that's just something I'm incapable of doing. Starting a book and not finishing it, that is. The story just isn't relatable or believable at all to me. The author's personal insecurities are pretty apparent in the transparent storyline so it's almost awkward to read. Even the most intimate moments that were supposed to make the reader emotional just didn't...work. Like I was wanting to cry because of whatever sad thing was happening but the writing was just so bad I kept getting crying blue balls. Anyway, this isn't supposed to be a book review. I guess I'm just writing about it because I want to keep track of the books I read. So, there ya go.
Now I'm readin' some Ralph Waldo Emerson. Fucking random, right? Well I totally judged the book by its cover. I saw this fancy and old looking book on the shelf at Savers so I went ahead and bought it. The book contains his famous essays and shit. It's actually really beautiful, even if I don't understand every other word, HA. His work is pretty obscure and philosophical, but I get the gist of what he's saying, and a lot of it really resonates with me. I'll try to scrounge up some of my favorite quotes so far.
This one, about reading, is pretty appropriate for this post, I suppose:
Books are the best of things, well used; abused, amonth the worst. What is the right use? What is one end, which all means go to effect. They are for nothing but to inspire.And since I'm in my 20s and battling with getting to know myself, this quote on individualism inspires me:
We will walk on our own feet; we will work with out own hands; we will speak our own minds.
I'm me, and I'm all I've got. /cheesiness I can either aim high or low and I can either be happy or discontent. Either way, I'm the only damn person that can change anything about my life. Lately, I've been receiving unsolicited advice from strangers in their 30s-40s that is strangely applicable to my life right now. I like to think it's because even though they don't know me, they see something special in me and they'd like to give me some tips for small successes in life. I'm starting to realize it's the little things in life that count.
