Sunday Reflections: Remembering The Past (Reading Addiction)

Today I went to the National Black Book Festival and it was excellent. If I had a million dollars and could easily make a million more I would have bought every single author's book. However, I only spent $40, which included parking, entry fee, books, and a nice t-shirt with the event's name on it. While I want to tell you every lovely detail of the event, it's not really over yet. The last part of it is tomorrow. However, I will give you a tiny glimpse of the fun and how  it made me reminisce on the past in a very good way.

See, there was one specific author there. His name is  Kevin Reeves and he was selling his very first book called "Smile." I suggest you support him because he's an amazing person with the most kind heart. At least that's what I got from our talk. Anyway, he was more curious about my writing experience than telling me about his book. I found it funny, but I told him as much as he needed to know. He was very curious about blogging and asked me if I could do a review or even advertise his book on my blog. I was glad to.

After the conversation I remembered putting a few reviews on the blog in my earlier (as in years ago) posts. Then I decided to go back and look at those posts. Upon searching I found this:

When I'm most tired

All Alone 

And feel like I have no one to keep me going....

I escape reality...

Go to a far, far awwwwwaaaayyyy place....

That type of place that can only be found in a good book...

And right about now...

I'm at that breaking point...

Like headaches all around....

So time to escape...

FAR AWAY PLACE HERE I COME...

It's amazing. I absolutely forgot I created that poem. It was originally done to remind myself of why I like to read so much. It also reminds me that bad experiences are not the only part of the past that is worth remembering.

What do you think about this very personal poem I made public? Do you have any old habits that still haven't died? Can you remember why you started those habits?