Officially in my Kindle Girl era

Yep, that’s right. I officially just became a Kindle girl.

It took me a while to decide, a far cry from the impulsive buyer me which means maybe I am also entering my era of maturity. I’ve been in a reading slump for months (maybe even years). In fact, I still have a small mountain of unread physical books, souvenirs from the past book fairs that I once swore I’d devour but ended up stacking on my shelf instead. Besides, the Kindle app on my Samsung tablet was already doing the job perfectly. Plus, I had Google Books, which was so much easier for me since I could toggle between my tablet and my phone anytime.

So why did I buy Kindle?

Kindle went on a heavy discount on the orange app, so who was I to say no to that? And then there’s Kim, who casually dropped the most dangerous line in friendships ever: “Bibili ako kung bibili ka.” (Seriously, that’s the fastest way to make me spend money. 😂) Of course I had to click Check Out and now here we are.

And because I like giving names to the things I love, even inanimate objects, I christened mine Kikkie the Kindle.

Here she is, Kikkie The Kindle, adorned with stickers I may or may not have acquired from book fairs too!

So far, Kikkie and I have finished two books together. I can honestly say it serves its purpose, especially at night when I’m in bed chasing sleep. The funny thing is… I used to chase dreams. Now I find myself chasing words until sleep finally comes. Total game changer? Maybe. Or maybe I’m just still in the honeymoon stage of owning a new gadget. It’s like I am a little kid excited for the first day of school because everything is new and shiny. Too bad for Sylus, he needs to either be on standby, cleaning his guns while Kikkie and I spend time together or wait for me to initiate sleep but either way I know he understands and still loves me because that’s what husbands do. 😂

the books I’ve read this year so far

I have to admit: it feels cozy to be in this phase. I used to be “the girl who ate books,” always tearing through paperbacks and hoarding physical copies from book fairs. But now, I think I’ve mellowed down. I find myself craving quieter bedtime reads, softer stories, and cozier escapes. The loud, nerve-wracking books will always have their place in my life—but for now, I’m content filling this space (and this blog!) with book recommendations that feel like a warm blanket.

As for my stack of unread physical books? Of course, they’re not forgotten! I’m dreaming up a fun little project to finally tackle them in between digital reads. Maybe this is the balance I’ve been looking for all along.

Here’s to my Kindle girl era, to Kikkie, and to the words I’ll be chasing from here on out.

See you in the next chapter.