Bad days... but good books!

I will take this day as an opportunity to point out that I cannot write on bad days. Which, this day has turned out to be! I have been doing really well lately staying positive and bouncing back from things that would normally make me take a step back. Yet today.... was just a day! There are many things that contributed to it not being good... things I am not going to even get into! But I will say that any day that begins with a trip to the dentist is not out to a good start ( I have a huge fear of dentists)! So, needless to say, that after an hour and a half... close to two hours... of sitting in the dentist chair, being poked, prodded and cleaned... I was not in the best of moods (though the fact that they ran out of regular bibs and had to use a Finding Nemo one did make it a little better, just for kicks)! All of which, ended with a payment plan that I cannot afford yet and the doctor telling me that he thinks I would benefit from braces next year! To which I laughed... before realizing the man was serious! I left with my free toothbrush, toothpaste, and a headache!

The rest of the day, despite my desperate attempt to change its course, has fallen behind the mornings trail. My bike tire popped, I spilled half a glass of milk on me, and my mood is rather foul! Granted... things could be much worse! I could have so many other bad things happen in comparison that make this day seem like.... well... spilled milk! But I didn't; and for that I am thankful. But that doesn't stop it from being a pretty crummy day!

One thing that tends to help me when I am feeling low is being around friends.... but I am at work and they are all busy! So, the second best is books! Children's books to be exact! And what luck it is that I work in a library, and the entire fourth floor is dedicated to that genre! So this evening... when I was on the verge of tears, I decided to take my rounds a few minutes early and headed to the Children's Book Level. There, I found myself at home! Because while I am unable to write on a bad day.... my ability to read remains a constant!

Books have always served as an escape for me; ever since I can remember. I learned how to read at a very young age, and since then have never been too far without a book! In middle school and high school I was, to say the least, a "bookworm." I read in-between classes, through my lunch period, on the bus-ride home...I was even was able to read while I walked (which may be where my clumsiness developed)! In college I slowed down a bit, but I never went without at least one book in my room at all times. Mostly books on how to write right, how to illustrate, how to get-published, and list after list after list of publishers. Nevertheless, it was reading! Now, I have graduated from college, and.... re-entered college... and work full-time as a Librarian Assistant and declare myself "little miss independent," I am back to hard-core reading. Throughout all these life changes, the thread is reading and it has, (as I mentioned), served as an escape. When things are too much, or the world I am in isn't properly "functioning," I can escape into another. One that lies between front and back covers, and nestled in-between the pages!

Reading is a wonderful thing... and it goes hand in hand with writing! I have been asked before how I ever have time to write my own things if I spend so much time reading! The answer is simple; by doing both you learn how to appreciate the other. I make time... when the time is right. After all, there is always a right time to write and you'll know when it's right for you! For me.... it's a day to escape into someone else's world!