Reading - My Obsession, My Loud Escape

This is a Disclaimer;This write-up is from an obsessed and addicted reader😌 I’ve been reading and writing since I first learned the alphabets.Those letters changed my world.And I thank God for them. I’ve always loved reading, anything and everything I could find.Books, articles, scraps of paperif there were words on it, I read it. Reading takes you places without leaving your room.It drags you across countries, across times, across different minds.It makes you live in different eras while sitting still.That’s the power of words.They can change your mind, your life, your world.Reading is a gift to humanity. I once told someone: “If you really want to know a person, read the book they wrote.”Why?Because a book is a direct connection to the writer’s mind. Unlike movies where someone else interprets their thoughts, books are raw. Pure. Untouched.Through reading, you don’t just see their perspective; you feel it. You enter their world. Their fears. Their joy. Their secrets.Even if you never meet them, you’ve met their soul through their words. Personally, reading has been my bridge to distant mentors.I’ve learned life lessons from people I’ll probably never meet, just by reading their books. And honestly, I believe you can understand a person better after reading two or three of their works than after speaking to them for hours. That’s why I always say: reading is underrated.Sometimes I’m shocked, even pained, wonderinghow do people survive without reading?If I go even one day without it, I feel restless and incomplete.There are nights I sacrifice sleep just to satisfy this hunger.And every time, I realize there’s always more to learn, even in the unwritten words between the lines. For me, reading is connecting with writers through words.Isn’t that mind-blowing? That no matter the time, distance, or age, a simple arrangement of letters can connect us across worlds?Technology might evolve, but I doubt it can ever replicate that intimacy. There are days when I’m exhausted, buried in work, but then I rememberI’ll read when I get home.Suddenly, I’m motivated again. It’s my reward, my peace, my therapy.Reading feels like fulfillment.Like I’m living my best life.It’s not something I can fully explain; it’s beyond words.But I’ll say this: it’s the purest, calmest joy I’ve ever known. I can read all day. And honestly, I often do. If you’ve never tried, maybe you should.Pick a topic you’re curious about.Choose a book with good reviews.Then just let yourself get lost.Don’t just read; connect with the writer.Maybe then, you’ll feel what I feel. Because… Reading is art.Reading is life.Reading is perfect.Reading is a gift.And it hurts that so many don’t see its beauty. This year, despite school and work, I’ve read 70 books so far (not counting school books). My goal? To cross 100 before the year ends 😌📚 So I’ll leave you with this: Try dey read oo, e get why.Your favorite obsessed reader says Hi😊 Now tell me, what book are you reading right now?

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