How is June treating you good people?
I have been suffering. Suffering, I tell you! But before I begin to rant, I should say that I recently turned 16 (don’t ask how I do it. It’s beyond me to explain how I will also still be 16 next year. Thank you for understanding.)
That is important to note because, in my diagnosis(the only time I fancied being a doctor was when I was err…never), the excitement that led to my awesome birthday was the cause of my suffering. I was going through a reader’s worst nightmare.
No, not . Worse. Far much worse, I tell you. Fifty Shades of Grey or Danielle Steel
A reading slump 😡
A reading slump is sort of like writer’s block. In this case, for my case actually, I could not find it in me to start a book and the idea of reading was simply not a welcome one. (Oh, the problems we face! ) It’s like the time in a relationship when you would say, we need a break. Almost like the other person is suffocating you without doing anything out of the usual. But focus, it’s not a person. It’s the books. And no, I didn’t do the whole dramatic “it’s not you, it’s me”. I just spent my time (and data😞) watching Matt Steffanina and the Les Twins dancing instead.
Anyway, turns out it’s not that big of a deal being 16 (yes, I am maintaining it) so all the excitement that came with the awesome birthday ended as soon as I had to clean up alone. And just like that *drum roll* I’m in Botswana(no, I’m not YET visiting Kea but I’ve heard books can take you places so I might as well just be in Palapye).
Have a lovely June folk. The tide is changing and the only way to go is forward, and upward(For example, I’ll be posting micro poetry on my instagram every Saturday.)