Since being laid off just over a month ago, I have had time to get reacquainted with my love of books. Usually, I tend to go for the books that get me as far away from reality as I can possibly go. It provides a very real and inexpensive means of escape.
Recently, I finished the series Crazy Rich Asians. Surprisingly, the series has more drama than my own life. I was even more surprised by how much I liked it. I guess it was just relieving to read something crazier than my own circus.
Aside from juicy and dramatic books, I’ve also been reading books by celebrities that I admire. I finished both of Mindy Kaling’s books in 2 days each. It was sort of therapeutic to read about her struggles and to see how she overcame them. I had fallen into the trap of assuming that she was just like Kelly Kapoor, her character on The Office. I guess that means she’s good at her job.
I’m probably not going to be famous, but reading books has reminded me that everyone goes through slumps, no matter who you are. It has reminded me of my desire to write my own book, and finally, it has reminded me to always make time to take care of yourself and do the things you love. I didn’t realize how burned out I actually was until I took some time to take care of myself