Day 133

          I've realized how difficult it is for me to be friends with people who don't love to read. I absolutely love to read. I actually have to prevent myself from reading during the school year, because I ignore my homework in order to read. There's something about reading that soothes the soul. After I lost Squid, I did nothing but read. No one could pull me out. I escaped to a world where my problems didn't matter. Recently, I lent one of my favorite books to a friend. I love lending books and seeing what someone else thinks of them. Good books are like good poetry, they speak differently to each person. Books present us with situations that make us question our own actions. What would you do in that situation? Maybe I should join a book club. The problem with that, is that most people don't read the same books that I do and I don't want to get distracted from class. Yet, it might be a fun hobby. I'll have to look into that. Go read a book, and then give it to someone else. Let me learn what they need to learn.

Lesson:

Good books are like good poetry, they speak differently to each person.

Day 60

          "A drunk man's words are a sober man's thoughts." I've heard several iterations of this thought over my life span, and I've always questioned it's validity. Would a man who lies be more prone or less prone to lie when drunk, or does it change at all. I think I've decided that a man can think and say all he wants, drunk or sober, but that it is his actions, both drunk and sober, that speak of his character. I'm not denying alcohol's ability to lower inhibitions and act as a type of liquid courage, but I am denying  that all words spoken in a drunken state are true. Actions, however, are truth in motion. The interpretations of certain actions vary, but the action took place no matter the words. This is something I feel I must contemplate more on.

Lesson:

Sometimes, even we do not know where we stand. That is when we must investigate what lies in our soul.