Why I’m not romantic and why I hate reading romance novels
I am sick today. I have not been sick or down with the flu for the longest time. I think my defenses are down because I have been hitting the ground running straight after returning from Bangkok and training every few days and then running in races every weekend since then. It’s been like this for the past month. So in my delirium, I don’t know why but I feel the need to write about this. So perhaps when I am well again, I am going to read this and think it’s all utterly rubbish. It’s a question that many people, especially guys and past boyfriends have asked me time and time again. It’s something that I have strived to understand myself. Being an introvert, I spent most of my childhood and now my spare time reading. I seek solace getting lost in books and retreating into dreams where only the best happened or what I want to happen. Imagination is indeed a powerful tool and that I have plenty of from years spent b...
