No matter how hard I try to change up my reading routine, it more or less stays the same. So here it is to share with the Internet: I can only read in bed and at night. At least, that’s when I do most of my reading. It’s been that way for years.
Rarely if ever do I read on the couch or at the kitchen table, sitting outside, soaking in the tub or with other people milling about. Nope. I must have two, no three things while reading: a good book, good lightning and complete silence. Having the door locked isn’t required but it’s nice. A bottle of wine, maybe?
I’ve tried reading during the day on my off days from work. It just doesn’t happen. The only time I get any reading done is late in the evening. It’s been my routine for 18 years and counting. This routine didn’t really start until I went to college. After each and every vigorous study session, often I’d reward myself with some late night reading and it has stuck ever since. I don’t know. Reading at night provides for not only silence but the mood and the ambiance is also nice. To read at work, not happening either. No time.
I wish I could read anywhere or everywhere at anytime but I must acknowledge my limitations. I’ve simply come to accept the fact that I just prefer to read late at night. Slowly but surely, I’m reading bit by bit during the day but am I the only one who prefers late night reading? Surly not?