I’m flipping through stacks of books lately. All epub and pdf. Some I keep, some I drop.
I stopped holding back my bright, yellow marker. Books aren’t shared anymore. Everyone downloads fresh ones. Now I highlight a lot. I can feel very clearly which thoughts attract me, and which don’t. I’m quick to judge: „Oh that’s well written”, „Oh that’s boring.”
Never before have I tossed a book into a trashcan. Now it’s a simple press of command+delete and it’s gone. „Good bye book, I won’t miss you.”
But if needed, I could download it again.
I seem to know what I like, and what I don’t. How can I be so certain? I’ve hardly ever felt so certain before. I’m surprised about myself.