I know I have an addictive nature so I tend to stay away from anything that may get me hooked. This habit started when I was younger after watching my family go down a slippery slope with sex, drugs, alcohol etc. Unfortunately, I found my own slope one day and went skiing. Have you ever heard of the saying, "Too much of a good thing..." Well yeah, that was me and my love of reading. Life sucks sometimes and I found myself addicted to being lost in other people's worlds. It would only take me a day or so to devour a 400 page book. So I was constantly laying around the house, ignoring responsibilities, blowing off work just to find out what happens next in the series. I wasn't eating, I wasn't sleeping, and I definitely wasn't bathing because it took up too much time.