I love me some trash

    Bookworms, read yourselves some Trash.

   You heard me. I will defend reading trash literature 'til the very end of my last breath. 

   You can read yourself blind with all those well written tight stories or the literature that will widen and deepen your mind, but if you don't let your brain rest once in a while you might end up losing that love of reading. I've been there. I know it well. I spent years reading course literature for university classes and for the longest of time (what felt like hundred of years of tragedy) I couldn't enjoy literature like I wanted to. Like I used to. Reading made me exhausted because I kept reading like someone was going to make me take a test.

   Sometimes we need simplicity. And familiarity. And that's why we need trash. The stories we already know even though we might not have read that particular title.

   I love the dark fantasy stories with so much intrigue I have no idea how it'll end or that incredibly inventive science fiction that'll bend my imagination every which way. Or even that romantic nonsense that'll make me weep with joy when the protagonists finally admit their love to each other. 
   I still read factual literature. I enjoy diving into history, politics, and philosophy but I need my trash in between. This is the very reason I keep several books going at any given time.

  I will still judge your trash, because there's Trash and then there's TRASH.

   I love me some Trash.