Uncolored Reality

Did you wake up this morning with a headache from consuming too many chapters last night too?

Now I know what to expect when I go out partying or drinking too much, but never thought I could read myself into a full mind-bending, foggy, nauseated, head filled with sand hangover!

I swear I left that in my early twenties. I could’ve sworn I was taking the safe route, just chilling at home, canceling those hideous extroverted plans. To snuggle up in bed with my favorite book and a cup of warm lavender, chamomile tea, then….BAM! I wake up the next morning with my book on my face and lying in the most uncomfortable position with a crick in my neck, not knowing what the heck happened last night. Then I remember I went full on binge mode!

Now don’t get me wrong, just like any hangover the night before has its perks! So what me and the story got a little crazy last night, but who are you to judge? No one is judging you for dancing karaoke on that bar top the previous night, either. It’s safe to say it was freaking worth it!

Let me tell you, though, I thought I had it all planned out. I knew exactly the chapter I would stop on for the night to get some reasonable rest. Then it happened…The craziest cliff-hanging chapter that leaves you just needing to read one more chapter, then just two more chapters. Then before you know it, you’re more than halfway done with the story, so why stop now when you can just finish tonight, know exactly what happened and start fresh with a new book tomorrow? It all sounds like a plan, doesn’t it?

Until it’s the next morning righhhttttt! Now my face is mushed and I have paper face with no idea of time.

I do wonder if it’s just me though, or is it an age thing? I definitely don’t remember this happening when I was 15, 19, or 25. But now I’m so close to 30 I can feel it and I do mean feel it in my body through every ache. Looks like age is putting a damper on my nighttime reading superpower because I don’t know how much longer I can keep up. I mean sheesh, I did put up my club shoes for a reason. I guess next time I’ll try to stop reading at 2 am instead of 4 am. That’s a huge compromise for the sake of my reading. No need to pat me on the back for that epic plan. I got this!

So I know I just complained about my hangovers, but it doesn’t mean I’m going to stop getting them anytime soon. It’s wayyyy too many books I have to get to in so little time. I mean, do we ever learn our lesson the first time or the second time?

Until next time readers. XoXo