Digital Humanities: Week 7 Reflection
There was a time in my life when I could fly through a book in a day or even an entire night without taking a break to eat or drink. There was a time when I had the ability to fully engage in the art of reading and comprehend, even those parts in a book that are usually uninteresting and often deemed to be “page-fillers.” It was only this year that I realized how much less my brain has gotten at engaging with long-form content, especially written text. I heard a modern-day philosopher from back home describe reading as the highest form of listening. His reasoning was that when you read a book or some kind of long text, you just sit down, shut up, and listen to what the person has to say. And right now, I’ve reached a stage where I can’t fully hold onto trains of thought without getting sidetracked. Okay, maybe I am not as bad as I’m making myself out to be, but in contrast to how I used to conduct myself, this revelation was pretty daunting. It came to me while I was doing a rea...