Reading

Last night I finished John Grogran's "The Longest Trip Home", the second book of his that I have read, "Marley & Me" being the first. I wasn' planning on it but I stayed up until about 1:30 because I couldn't stop reading. I think I ended up reading about 100 pages last night in bed and, surprisingly, I enjoyed it. I used to hate reading, used to loath having to do it for school; now, I actually enjoy reading and have a short list of books that I would like to read over the summer. First on the list is "Tuesday's With Morrie" by Mitch Albom, after that I'm not sure. Getting back to Grogan...I really enjoy reading his books. He blends humor with seriousness like he has been doing it forever. One minute he has you feeling good about something he wrote and the next you are about to cry because something bad happens. Reading a memoir obviously makes me relate a little as I think every memoir does but having it set in Michigan made it more special to me. Once I got to the thrid of three sections in the book I couldn't stop (all last night). It was all about how his parents' health was declining and how he went home and all that happy stuff. I don't know why I'm saying so much about the actual book but I think that everybody should read it as well as "Marley & Me". I think everybody should just read more books in general. There is something special, something homey, something gentle, heart-warming, peaceful, and most of all something calming about reading a book. Sure, watching TV is great, but reading a book is kind of like writing a hand-written letter instead of a printed one, it captures that sense of personal touch that the other just can not, and who doesn't like personal touches?