Missing Something

I used to do this thing in my blogs where I'd list what I was reading. Currently, I'm reading the following books in the next week:

• Reading Matters
• The Graveyard Book by Neil Gaiman
• Gravity's Rainbow by Thomas Pynchon (starting)
• Gravity's Rainbow Companion
• Children's Literature Briefly

And other things I'm sure I've forgotten. It's interesting, because I used to read constantly. It was what I did when I couldn't sleep at night. As a child, I had even more of a need to be perfect in every way possible, and was neurotic to the point of insomnia. This was especially true during "high stress" times like the first day of school (although, really, how high stressed can a seven-year-old get?). I would read books late into the night, reading until I couldn't stay up anymore and I'd forget why I was so worried.

But now I play video games and I crochet hats because reading has become what's stressful in my life. Sure, I still love reading Harry Potter into the late hours of the night, read comic books when my dad brings them home from New Comic Book Day, and pick up random books for fun, but it makes me guilty.

Mostly, I feel kind of odd tonight, internet. Mostly I feel like I lost something but I don't know what it is. Like I left behind something really important somewhere in my crazy day, but I haven't discovered what I left behind. Although don't be fooled into thinking I had some horrible depressing day. I actually had a really nice day with people I really like spending time with (despite having to start my day at 6:30 AM in order to take a 5-hour test). It's just I wonder if I missed something.

WTWA: Ridiculous amounts of peanut butter desserts. Peanut butter pie shared with a friend, and peanut butter cookies made to share with more friends.