I don’t know what to do. I read a little today, maybe 30 pages. That’s nothing for an adult, right? A literate adult.
I need to ramp it up to like 50, then 70/80, then 100. Over the course of… how long? Whatever’s natural.
It really doesn’t take that long. How much can you hammer out in an hour? 50 pages? That’s easy. That’s nothin’.
I love reading, it’s so rewarding. But, my dopamine is still low. I’m still recovering. It’s hard to get that reward, still.
Here I am, complainin’ ’bout ma narrow-minded woes. Woe, woe, woe!