I’m always amazed to see how some of my friends are just able to read any book recommended to them with no hesitation at all; whereas with me, I need to research what kind of book it is, what ideas the book will be wrestling with, the author and their writing style. Like currently, I am struggling to give “Being and Time” by Martin Heidegger a try as I am more of a fan of Bertrand Russel and analytical philosophy which seems to be scientific in nature – especially when compared to that of Heidegger, so I’ve heard. I feel that if I am spending my time reading something, that I should come away at the end of the book having learned something of value (to me, that’s a pretty subjective statement). I think this is a good thing, as just about every book I’ve chosen to read has been an enlightening and somewhat euphoric experience that cannot be replaced. I wonder though, does anyone else relate?
It’s not really a matter of poor taste, just unrealistic time management. There are way too many good games out there for me to ever actually play them all. I only played like half a dozen games last year. I bought…more than that.
I have a fairly large Steam catalog, most of which I have never played. However, I’m pretty sure they are almost all good games and I will definitely get around to some of them.
My bookshelf is similar. I’ve only read roughly half the books I have staring me in the face every day.
But on the plus side, anytime I’m bored, I have a wealth of options!