My Kindle Addiction

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It was only recently that I realized I might have a problem.  My husband and I were getting ready to leave for our weekly date.  As I grabbed my jacket, my purse, and my Kindle, Spencer looked at me in disbelief.  “You’re bringing your Kindle?”  He didn’t sound very happy with the idea.

I know why.  When I read my kindle, the world disappears.  I don’t hear the phone, the doorbell, or my husband calling my name.  

“Of course not,” I said.  “I wasn’t even thinking it.  I just need to plug it in before we leave.”  But, I wasn’t telling the complete truth.  I hadn’t planned to bring my Kindle; I just picked it up naturally.  As i set it on the counter I felt a twinge.  What if there was a wait for dinner, or a traffic jam, or the movie started late?  What if I had the urge to read one of the three books I was currently in the middle of reading.  

It didn’t start off this way.  At first I stuck to the classics.  Jane Eyre, A Tale of Two Cities, even some Shakespeare plays.  Then I visited the Kindle store.  How could I not?  It was right there, in my hands, wherever I went.  When I downloaded my first book, I felt such a rush.  In 30 seconds I could have any of thousands of books for my reading pleasure.   Then I started down loading a few samples, then a few more, and then dozens.

I began to visit the website every day, and then twice a day, and then every hour. The free books and bargain books threads had a special power on me.  I couldn’t resist the power of the click, but when I almost clicked on a Harlequin romance novel, just because it was free, I knew my problem was worse than I had thought.

The road to recover isn’t easy, and I am definitely not going to give up my Kindle completely.  However, I will leave it at home when I go out with my husband, and I will only download free books that I could unabashedly show my mother or college English teacher.


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