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Reading May Actually Slow Time
So might making love, so get busy…
“What makes lovemaking and reading resemble each other most is that within both of them times and spaces open, different from measurable time and space.”
― Italo Calvino
Time is just a word. Time is just man-made. Time is just a concept construed by individuals. Time is not even universal, as time literally differs (this is known as time dilation) from Earth and — can you guess where I’m going with this? — space. Time is just a perception and even varies from individual to individual, as some see the duration of time slower than others, based on in what they’re engaged or not engaged.
They (by they, I mean my dad — ha!) say that sense of time is the first thing to be pardoned when you become crazy… so as a kid, I’d constantly check the time and compare it with the time I thought it may be, lest I be losing my mind, but now looking back, my obsessively checking the time may have contributed to my partial craziness. Who really knows? I suppose time was the biggest teller of all, slowly unveiling the crazy thoughts that overcame me, the more I focused on time. What an ironic thing this whole time concept truly is, if not downright wrong.
Maybe that’s part of why I read so much as a kid: not only was I trying to escape reality through the words and painted…
