What do you do when you come home from a stressful day at work? Do you take a shower and go straight to bed? Have a bite to eat and play video games for a while? Or do you pass out before reaching your doorstep?
It’s safe to say that I’m not a morning person. I hate morning people. And mornings. And people in the morning. Every time that damned alarm goes off I have to peel myself off of the bed and promise that, after a long and too eventful day, I will jump back into that cozy hell of five more minutes. But it doesn’t happen because, as much as it hurts me to say, there is something I love even more than sleep – books.
Fire, coffe, and a book is the perfect way to unwind, to forget about all the stressors in this world and just drift away. Now, drifting away is a dangerous gray zone but this is a topic for some other time. Let’s talk about hedonism now. Imagine this; you’ve just finished a long and hard twelve hours shift, your legs are killing you, your head is pounding and you’re exhausted. The last thing you want to do is to talk to someone. For god sake you’ve been doing that the whole day. What’s the easiest way to discreetly tell someone to fuck off? Put a book in front of your nose. You grab that book and hang out with your girl crush Lisbeth Salander. God knows she doesn’t want to talk either. Fire is optional. If you want for Lisbeth and you to feel warm and cozy put it on. But don’t burn yourself. Lastly, make yourself a cup of coffee, tea or whatever. Don’t offer Lisbeth any. You know she want Coke. And there it is. A perfect ending of a day. No one is bugging you with unnecessary informations, you’re warm inside, and ready to find out all the dirty stuff about dirty people doing dirty things. And watch Salander get her revenge.
If you haven’t fallen asleep yet, you can stop daydreaming now, grab a book you’ve been putting off for so long and read it until your eyes hurt. Drink that cup of tea or coffee to keep you going for some time and then pass out on the couch or bed with clear head and ready for another day.
So yeah, I do love books, and would trade sleep for them at any given minute. I love getting warm by the open fire and just enjoying my life my way. It seems boring for some people. But they are probably just doing it wrong. So keep on reading fellow bookworms! Keep this book hedonism going! And can we please cancel mornings?