It's been creeping up on me for a while and I finally have to admit defeat - I've lost the art of reading. Maybe it's the process of getting older and not having as much time as I once did. But it's more probably the other entertainment available factor - computers, Internet, TV, mobile phones, digital cameras, et al. I've lost count of all the books I bought with the best of intentions but only read a few pages of and ditched all forlorn on their dusty shelves.
And it's not just books but magazines as well, some just silly magazines with more pictures than texts. What's finally brought up the white flag is that just last Wednesday I'd borrowed three Archie comics from my niece that I'd have finished off in a day a few years ago. I only managed to get done with one today.
I hang my head in shame.