Read Depressive Things

I was very touched after I've read this blog. You should really read it if you're interested in books and/or discussions.

It reminds me how much positive impact books (and other media) has had on my life, even the depressive ones, because most of times I've felt like I was the only one that thought a certain way about everything.

I never liked to read books at high school, because it was mandatory. I started to read books on my own because I was really disappointed about studying at university. I still hate doing things because other people tell me to.

I tried to remember which books changed my life (gosh, I wish this didn't sound so dramatic). I only came up with these: Het Reservaat (The Reserve) by Ward Ruyslink, Blauwe Maandagen (Blue Mondays) by Arnon Grunberg and Onder Professoren (Amongst Professors) by Willem Frederik Hermans.

The most depressive book I've ever (try to) read was Journey To The End Of The End Night by Luis-Ferdinand Celine. I've never finished it for this very reason. Maybe I should try to read it again some time.

Next monday I will be 26 years old.