ode to a young philip carey

to read at an early age is to set one's self up for a disappointed reality for the rest of that age. while it provides a nice mental escape, it dually provides an avid reader impossible standards which little in life can meet. personally, reading has promoted my impatience and thirst for control, but also my acceptance of things that are not in my control, once those things have already happened. it has taught me some cool facts and also how to think abstract thoughts, but molded me into a solitary person and alienated me from most people and relationships. like a musician loves an instrument or a drifter loves his car, i have a deep love for books as physical beings, regardless of content, to the point where i cant say no if i see a book i want but cant afford. like a sex addict loves bodies or a pothead loves smoking devices. what i am trying to get across, probably obviously, is that reading is bad for you. reading creates people and those people are generally disliked. and i am not talking about people who read casually. i mean readers whose life revolves around reading and books and the acquisition of these titles (get it?). people who can easily finish two or three entire books, regardless of pages, in one or two weeks, regardless of time. at least. yet still have time to go do all the other things in life that most people use as an excuse to not read. people who read without effort or thought beyond the material they are ingesting. i think these types of people are melancholic and disappointed but simpler because it is easy for them to not give a crap. i feel better when i read, but as a person of this world, i get less life done because i simply dont give a crap.
-emily