Reading anecdotes Nothing beats lounging around, reading on a warm morning. The sun is shining, birds are singing and the wind is sending the sweet scent of a big blossom into the garden. Normally at this point, I would pick up one of my favorite magazines and start reading it. There are different sections in it. I always read the front page and the editorial page, which can give me an overview of the contents. I’m not a news junkie. There is fake news all over the the internet and reading it is an absolute waste of time and mental energy. So, I always skip the news section. Sometimes I skim the entertainment section for funnies, movie listings and reviews. I like to read and share good jokes now and then. They bring delight to my life. Some of the professional movie reviews are worth seeing, but sadly, some critics speak language that we normal people don’t understand. I like flipping through the food and health section as well. I can always get some inspiration from the recipes of the cooking experts that I admire. My favorite section is the anecdotes. Sometimes the stories make me happy, sometimes they make me feel blue. Last week, one author shared his story of how, during his teenage years, he let his parents know that he knew that they put a camera in his room. “Creepy parents” I thought to myself when the article caught my eye. The author put a white substance in a ziplock bag and hid it somewhere in his room. Every time he left for school in the morning and got back home in the afternoon, he found that bag, took it out and unsealed it. With a piece of paper, a dollar-like one that he had prepared, he rolled it up and pretended to snort the white substance on his hand. He didn’t actually snort it but used the side of his hand to push it off. After repeating this a few times, he was not surprised to find that the camera was gone. He let his parents falsely believe that he was snorting cocaine, which was just some sugar he had grabbed from kitchen. More interestingly, the paper his parents found said: “ I’m not doing drugs and I know that you are spying on me!” What a story.