when I read my favourite scenes soon after I finish the book, I derive more pleasure from it by immersing in the world created by the author.

when I reread a book many years later, I may derive unbridled joy as if I were reading it for the first time. Case in point: I thought I have never read The Silver Sword before but it turns out that I have because I have highlighted some poignant lines throughout the text. But I have no recollection of reading it. So, it’s kinda fun because I think I’m reading it faster this time round even though I don’t recall reading it. It’s like the memories are a part of me but are lying dormant in some corner of my mind.

even if I have distinct recollections of reading it, I may see the book from a fresh perspective due to the different seasons in life. I feel this so strongly that I have categorised my reading according to Before Fatherhood and After Fatherhood.

rereading something gives me greater opportunity to absorb the key messages from the author, especially so because I’m typing the lines that catch my attention on Obsidian. I am aiming to better myself by 1% every day so that I will be 37 times more superior one year later.