Most people would find it boring, but I enjoy my time alone in the car. I’ve never been a morning person, and I have to be up and rolling for a couple of hours before I start to get into the swing of things. By the time I get to work, I’m ready for whatever the day brings. It’s kind of refreshing. In the past, I used to feel blindsided by the craziness as soon as I walked into the building. Now, if something pops off at the start of the day, I’m up for the challenge.
The long ride home can be just as beneficial. I get to shake off the shit from the day and not bring it home to my family. By the time I get home, the tension has been released and I’m moving into the Chill Zone.
But I don’t do these drives in silence.
And I’m not listening to a lot of talk radio.
No. I have simply become the Queen of Audiobooks.
I know right?! And I’m not even a senior citizen.
I’ve always been somewhat snobby about audiobooks. I’m a reader. And that means reading words on a page (or in my case in the last six months, on my Nook screen). I always thought listening to books was a cop out.
Except, now, I do it every day. For like three hours a day.
My dilemma is this: can I count listening to an audiobook as having read the book?
I’m having real issues with keeping my reading journal because I don’t believe I’ve really read the book.
Leave a comment and let me know what you think.
In the meantime, I’m just happy to be writing and reading/listening.
Happy New Year!