It is mid- year and I have come to realize I have fallen way behind on my reading goals. According to Goodreads I am 20 book behind. So what happened. I am newly retired, have all the time in the world and still I found it has taken me longer to finish a book.
I still read before I go to bed at night. I pick it back up when I awake for no apparent reason in the middle of the night. It nice to have that happen and not worry about getting ready to go to work in two hours and forcing yourself to sleep. Afternoon naps will take care of that.
It is my audiobooks that have dropped off. I could easy do 3 or 4 audiobooks per month thanks to the commute to work, the 7 pm walk for exercise and weekly cleaning of the abode. None is that is happening now. No commute, retired. Sold all my material good and moved halfway across the world because I could. Ended up in Bangkok. Thailand where apartment here are super tiny. A good cleaning takes me little under an hour. But the main reason my reading goals are in the dumps, is the lack of pedestrian right here in Thailand. The only right you have here as a pedestrian is the right to be clipped by a scooter. Having lived in the USA for over 60 years, I am always looking the wrong way for traffic. I look left when right is where my danger is. Every walk, my senses are on high alert for the speeding scooter and cars ready to plow into me.
Which means no walking around with my air pods giving me the docile tones of my favorite voice actors. All because I don't want to die. Which is good, because all through the 2010s I was kind of ambivalent about staying alive. If it was not for waiting for a couple of book series to finish ( Thank you George RR Martin and Patrick Rothfuss ) checking out early was a viable option. What got me to that state?
I got tired of people. The people I like were not coming around very often and the people I did not like were always there. Too many individuals with a total lack of empathy. I might add, the total lack of being able to have a difficult conversations without the other person resorting to name calling. I just gave up. And left.
There might be difficult people here in Thailand, but I do not speak the language, so I don't know. Everyone seems nice and I can go on with ignorant bliss. Which all adds up to, I want to keep on living and it is effecting my audiobook totals.
Well that is it for my second post. My next post will be a review of the Tower of Babel by Josiah Bancroft and why it took me so long to read Selin Ascends. Until then, keep the booklight shining,
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