Kembali.

I was browsing through 9gag and someone asked if there's a book where the main character falls in love with the reader. Interestingly, there is. It piqued my interest so I tried to search for it online.

I came across this website, goodreads.com where I can record books I've read, books I want to read, and see recommendations based on those. I began listing the books I've already read, which is, to my surprise, quite many (for my standards).

Then I thought to myself, how long has it been since I last read? Before I had real-life friends to hang out with, books have always been my friends. (That, and my trusty NDSi. But that was before smartphone.)

I realize that, as time progresses and I have more things to do than sit around reading, I have lost my urging need to read. My passion for books. That's really scary.

Nowadays with all these technology, I don't spend my free time on reading. I spend it on my phone, or on the internet, or going out with my friends.

Perhaps inside I really am just a soul craving for stories. And those from my friends all these time are just enough to fulfil that desire. Though mediocre, they most certainly are--real.

But... Now that I realized it, I crave for more. I'm not satisfied with just short, sometimes undetailed stories one can tell in one sitting. I began to urge my friends to tell those stories in writing. In their blogs. Just like I did with mine.

And now, I'm coming back.

To where all great stories originate from.

Great minds... Poured into a hearty, good old book.

First step towards everything:

I'm re-reading this old gem.

Edisi yang gue baca pas kelas 6 SD. Sekarang mah udah ga ada.

It's rather heavy, so... wish me luck.