Things In My Brain

slow reader

I'm a fast reader.

I can finish a book within a couple days if I really want to. I rush through the pages, desperate to see how it ends.

My sister is a slow reader.

She takes at least a month to get through one book. She lingers on every page, absorbing every detail.

She tells me,
"I wish I could read as fast as you. In the time it takes me to read one book, you could read a dozen."
I look at her and scoff.
"Are you kidding? I wish I could read slowly, like you do." I say. "Once I finish a book, I can barely remember it. I rush over the sentences and small details to reach the end as soon as I can. But you, you can recall any scene with such detail. You ponder each page and give each word time to sink in. You experience the story but, I meerly skimm over it."
Her eyes light up once I finish speaking.
"Yeah, I guess you're right."
And she walks off, taking her time with each step. Observing the world around her taking in every detail that she could.
I envy her. I read way too fast. I rush past the small details just to see how the story ends.

My books don't last very long.