Free Weekends
I should have packed my things going to Siargao, since the group I’m going with made the last minute change of sched, so I was left with the whole weekend free.
After having my annual medical examination, I decided to arrange the little clutter in my room—hehehe. I guess if I were a little bit younger my mother already yell on me. I dunno how the mess turn out, I just throw those bric a brac on one corner, my rackets on the other side, the books everywhere, my shoes and sandals on the floor, my bags on the table, clothes everywhere, luckily I still manage to throw my dirty clothes on the hamper and fortunately I could still see my bed. But really those little clutter piled up and create a maze on my room.
My plan runs smoothly, my room already looks almost like a bedroom, though I can’t throw old stuff and I’m worst when it comes on decluttering.Then I realize books are the major factor contributed to the mess– maybe because I’m a voracious reader.
My interest on reading varied from different subjects and I even read all those tabloids used as packaging when buying things in the market.But my attention was caught when I’m arranging my books.Gosh! I haven’t finished reading it for almost a decade now.Actually, it’s a book I bought at Book Sale, where I was glad to find it or shall I say very happy to find it and that’s the start my friend considered me then as a serious bookworm….hehehehe. Well, I was happy then ‘coz I read much of the review and the author is being compared with the literary immortals—Homer, Virgil and Shakespeare to name a few.
The book is a masterpiece, so to speak, of John Milton entitled “Paradise Lost”. They said it’s nice or they mean it as a fine work of a master. But I never finished reading the book ‘coz it’s either too deep or I am too shallow for it. Nywayz, I think it is better appreciated if someone read it for me and I ‘ll pretend that I’m blind, after all it was written by the blind poet. I dunno what discourages me from finishing reading the said book, I guess I’m distracted with the mispelled words which Milton made intentionally and I considered it much worse than Dickinson’s unusual used or overused of punctuations which she also used intentionally, or maybe—— well, I don’t want to discredit their name but I guess they had their own world.
Whatever it is I leave it as it is, I still didn’t read it nor plan to finish it but I’m keeping the said book hoping someone might read and explain it to me.My room is still a mess and I just wish my mother would find time to arrange it.
