Books You'll Never Read and Who You Thought You Had to Become
Day 4 of 7: Quantum Releasing Before the Solstice Portal
Your bookshelf looks like a graveyard of good intentions with a side of identity crisis. Seventeen self-help books you bought because Instagram ads knew you were spiraling at 2am. A novel someone recommended in 2017 that you keep moving from shelf to nightstand like that’s going to guilt it into reading itself. Three books on productivity, untouched, which is honestly the most poetic irony your life has produced. And somewhere between “Atomic Habits” and a Brené Brown you pretended to finish lives the entire person you thought you were supposed to become by now.
Your bookshelf stores more than pages. It stores promises you made to a version of yourself who believed she was broken enough to need fixing. Every unread spine holds a silent contract: become smarter, become calmer, become more spiritual, become someone other than who you are. Your nervous system carries the weight of all that becoming. Your shoulders have been reading the titles even when your eyes stopped.
That stack on your…
