It occurred to me that I haven’t done a post about books for awhile.
Because I haven’t read any.
I’ve been too busy and plus
Some days you wonder if all the books in the all world are worth it anyway
(Which is a funny thing for a book lover to say)
I mean
I can read a hundred books on how to be a better person
And still fuck it up and hurt someones feelings
In an instant
On a whim
Caught up in the sniff
Of a passing foul mood
Or swear like a brainless fool
Like I just did
(Though I did read somewhere that highly intelligent people swear more than the ignorant – which caught my interest for a moment but – then – I have heard some pretty dumb people say some pretty awful words so…)
Because sometimes I just do
Behave badly and I cannot find another adjective that quite suits my current irrational mood
It is the same with diet
God knows if it has gone into print I have tried it
Yet
I still eat things that are really, really bad for me
Even though I can tell myself exactly why
to an iota and a jot
why not
I shouldn’t
And in those dumb, numb, worthless moments
I wonder at the hours I have spent
immersed in the pages of some book
Not to mention the sinful amount of money I have handed over in my never ending thirst for knowledge
that
just
doesn’t stick
So I will tell you this
This one thing I know for sure
The only lessons and knowledge that glue themselves to you
like mental sticky notes
that you simply cannot lose
are the mistakes you make
and the lessons you take away from your own life.
Love it!
Thanks so much Jo – I was having a crappy grouchy day and your sunny comment has made me smile 😊😘
Yay! Glad I made your day.