Thousands of Books

I don’t have many regrets. I’ve had a few. But then again, too few to mention. One thing that I do wish was a little tweaked was my reading capabilities as a child. I didn’t read a lot as a child. I would go to the library and check out books but only because they looked pretty and it was nice to carry them home. But the books just laid scattered around my house, untouched and unopened. I’m lucky though because despite having parents who do not like to read at all, I grew up a bookworm. The albeit few (not that few though, but not a lot) books that I’ve read, I’ve retained in memory–absorbing the characters and the stories, carrying them with me through life.


Recently, I’ve met someone who has read thousands of books, and it shows. They’re geniuses. It makes me wonder – would I be a genius right now if I had read a lot as a child? I’ll be honest, sometimes I feel like an airhead. Despite doing “well” in school, I do wish that I was smarter, retained information quickly, and understood things.


However, one should not dwell so hard on regret. There’s nothing you can do about the past – but the present is here for you to change. That’s why, one of my resolutions for 2015 is to read 100 books. I hope to read a wide range of books, but mostly I want to read more of the classics. I haven’t read Jane Eyre or Moby Dick but now that I’m willing to read these things, it might be better than having read them when I was younger and not really interested. I have this cooky goal of having my “read” pile to be in the thousands. Right now, it’s around 200. Goodreads is a great site to keep me motivated and document the books I’ve read, so that’s cool.


I guess the point of this post is, whatever you’re regretting of the past, there’s always always always time to fix it NOW. To improve. To broaden your mind.


Wish me luck!