Reading has become an integral part of my life. I find myself wanting nothing else but books as presents on any special occasions that life calls for, when you can absolutely demand anything from your closed ones:-)
But I haven't always been like that. In fact, I wasn't much of a reader most of my life until my early 20s. I considered myself more of a visual learner. Part of the reason may be those boring history lessons growing up which made me run in the opposite direction as soon as I heard anything to do with reading.
Now that I'm into it, I can't help but think what would those years be like if I had continued to read. But it's never too late! I didn't let one experience affect my life forever. Sometimes we go into this rebel mode for small things in life, without even thinking, and keep doing it, until we hit the grave!
I am glad that I did have my thinking mind open to receive new light into my life and I started reading.
Its subtle affects of reading that I find myself fascinated with. The small adjustments that you make in your life, on a sub subconscious level because you become more aware of yourself and the life around you.