So in the last years i’ve usually mainly been reading books on my e-reader, and it’s true that it’s quite convenient (and potentially cheaper too), i won’t deny that.
But recently, as i was travelling, on a whim i decided to buy some physical books again, and man, there’s just something about holding an actual real book in your hand that is just irreplaceable.
It’s such a satisfying feeling just to hold and open one, and such a wonderful reading experience to turn real pages. Electronic devices just feel so cold and sterile where physical books feel warm and homey. Even the woody smell… I had almost forgotten how in love i am with paper books.
I always ask every person who is in the habit of reading if their tastes moved more towards “non-fiction” (as an umbrella term for anything that is not fiction) as they got older, because I definitely feel the same.
It is a bit difficult to find the time to read more demanding fiction, even the stuff I’d like to read, but I feel like I always make the time for reading theory or other technical subjects that interest me.
I almost feel as if this is somehow capitulating to capitalism in a way, since this type of literature feels like it is “more useful” than straight fiction.
Thoughts on this, comrades?