100 words: Mislead

When I look through the window I see a bright, sunny day; it seems as if spring has arrived a bit early. I want to go to a park, sit under a tree and read a good book. 

When I walk out through the front door I realise that my eyes have deceived me; the cold slaps my face and the image of a warm day fades away as quickly as it came to me in the first place.

I guess I’m not lucky enough and I’ll have to wait for those warm, bright and beautiful days a bit longer.

100 words: A new beginning

The doorbell rings. 

I’m wondering who it might be since I’m not expecting anyone. 

It’s the mailman who explains that there are three books waiting for me at the Post Office.

I grab my wallet and keys and run to the Post Office all messy and excited.

The nice lady behind the counter gives me three packages and I run back home.

In the safe shelter of my apartment I unpack the books, one by one.

I take each book in my hands and smell it.

I love the smell of a new book; it smells like a new beginning. 

100 words: Summer

It’s hot, it’s very hot but I don’t mind it; I love summer and I enjoy wearing light dresses and flip-flops.

I’m sitting on the terrace with a book in my hands but I'm not reading it. I’m watching the green garden and the colourful flowers bathing in the sun. A red and orange butterfly is flying over the flowers until it finds the most beautiful one and lands on it for a minute.

I love the smell of summer, the sweet smell carried around by the soft breeze.

I love everything about summer and summer nights are my favourite.  

Photo taken from here.

Reading

I used to read a lot. Back in primary school I read a book every day. Or at least one book in two days. Now I don’t read as much as I did back then. Usually my excuse is that I don’t have the time for reading because I have a lot of work for my studies. But I have to be honest. It’s not that I don’t have the time it’s that I don’t find the time for reading.

Usually after I’m done with all the work I have to do for my studies I watch some series; a lot of them to be honest. I watch Bones, House, Gossip girl, Dexter, Grey’s anatomy, Big bang theory, How I met your mother and Desperate housewives. Two years ago I was watching 15 series per week which means I spent 15 hours per week watching series. Don’t call me crazy, please. I know, instead of watching series I could read some quality books.

I wouldn’t read as much when I was a kid if my parents would listen to me and get me internet. I can see my 10 year old sisters being at the computer for a whole day. Kids stopped reading which is terrible. A couple of months ago I made a suggestion to my sisters to read a really good book which I loved when I was a child. When I asked them a month later if they have read it they asked me why they should read it. I told them, again, that it’s a great book really worth reading. Then they told me that they borrowed it from the library and had it at home for a month because they thought I wanted to read it. And that they’re not interested in reading that particular book. I was disappointed. Not with them but with the fact that kids prefer doing stupid stuff on the internet instead of reading a good book. Though I was touched because they borrowed a book for me.

I know I don’t have the right to judge those kids. I’m the same. I write blogs and read a lot of them, I watch series and do all sorts of stupid stuff instead of getting myself a big cup of tea, sitting on the sofa and reading a good book.