I have three pleasure reads going at the moment – Goat Song by Brad Kessler, Shadow of Night by Deborah Harkness, and The Not So Big House by Sarah Susanka. Typically, I’d be able to finish at least one, if not two, of these titles in a week just by reading for a half-hour or hour before falling asleep.
Not so now. Now, I read for two minutes and then wake up to find a corner of paper glued to my now-gaping mouth. I’m a bit tired.
Yet, I will persist at my reading while sleepy for two reasons. First, nothing helps clear my mind of the day’s concerns better than reading. I can read just two pages about Brad Kessler milking his goat Hannah, and I’m settled into myself – the painting, the puppydom, the editing all tucked away for tomorrow.
Secondly, there is great comfort for me in books. They are the place I have always gone when life has been overwhelming. So when I end the day with a few words that pull me out of my world, I find contentment and solace that is rarely matched in day to day living.
Still, I’m a bit sad that I keep dozing off this quickly because these are all books I really want to read. Perhaps today, after my long-planned for Sunday nap, I will be able to read a bit longer before this night’s rest. If not, I’ll still pick up the pages and let them wash the day out of me as I snuggle in.
Do you read before bed? Why or why not?