7 mins read My bookcase is a graveyard of unread books. I always buy and rarely finish them. They just sit there quietly with a pen or grocery shopping receipt that is used as a bookmark somewhere in the half, gather dust, and wait for me to pick it up someday. I am obsessed with buying books. One of my hobbies really. Whenever I listen to a podcast or watch a movie or hear a conversation that suggests a book, I pause the world for a second and go to Amazon and get the book in 15 seconds. Well, eBay actually. Because you know, I am just a broke student. But this particular book saved itself from joining the graveyard of my bookcases and made it through to the end. If I hadn’t taken the seven hours train instead of the flight for my trip, I wouldn’t be able to finish it by now. If I hadn’t been too upset to go out and wander around the beautiful streets of Edinburgh and not just stayed in my hotel room, I wouldn’t be able to finish it. But I did and I am happy thus I want to...
Everything starts with a dream.