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Every now and then I get a feeling inside me...something that pushes me to do something completely unnecessary, something that I just don't need to do. Either because I'm busy at the moment, or because, I just shouldn't.

Lately I've been wandering around my house's bookshelf. Well it's more like a huge wall filled with books. From really old Irish novels, to the latest book by A. Dolina. So, I asked myself "why do you need to read?" The answer was nonexistent.

Maybe... it's just a phase. I need to grab a cup of tea and read something.

The same happens with movies...I just spent two weeks watching movies...every night a new one. Just...because I wanted to.

But the eagerness of reading has taken a new level. I want, need to read books 24/7. But I don't have the time. I mean, with sociology and economy...and several other interests of mine...I have just a little time left (for my one self-indulgence that is). Writing, studying, making music and living is very time-consuming. I don't know if reading at least two books before New Year’s Eve is such a good idea.

What to do??...I guess I'll go with the flow, and leave behind what I want to do...

Just for once. I promise.