All things books and in-between: Welcome to my Book Blog

If you are reading this, then you probably are curious to why I started this blog or what it is even about??

RandomReader by Olayinka is a space set aside for me (Olayinka) to share my views on books I love, books I have read, books I hope to read, random journal moments culled from my ever thinking brain and other bookish things I find interesting around the world. I actually had a blog and a booktube channel quite some time ago, but for some reason I stopped (I honestly wish I continued but let's not cry over spilt milk).

To get a bit personal, I have such an active mind that constantly battles with itself on what to do and what not to do and as such I took to journaling to help pen down those wild-running thoughts of mine. My writing can be a tad bit dark and a tad bit bright and I really wanted to share a couple of my writing to the world. I will paste an example on here

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It’s happening again.

The numerous thoughts in my head that have refused to go.

What have I become? Where is my bus? The bus of my cooked up sanity. The bus that keeps my head intact. No one understands the bus asides from me.

It’s safe for my mind.

Is it me. Is it them. Or is it us? How do I find the answer?

No. It is me. I have always been the problem. They say talk about it but what does that do anyway. I want to be taken care of. I want to lie down whilst someone asks me what I want to eat. I want to stretch while someone tells me not to worry about the dishes. I want. I want. I want.

Even if it’s one day. Just one day.

My bus. My inbuilt bubble reality lies on that bus. Where I bury all these things and act all tough. Because no one truly wants to know if you are ok or not.

All strong yet so weak. How do I maintain this without falling apart. And now I m pouring that oil into another jar when truly that’s not why I m like this.

I am a dark passenger of this bus.

My bus.

My mindful creation

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Unfortunately, I do not have a timestamp for that entry (it was probably at one of my low points years ago) but I feel like you understand where I am coming from.

Why Random Reader?

Why not?

It was culled from the randomness of my minds work. Weirdly it speaks exactly to what happens within my minds centre. Very random.

I have a prefered genre (psychological thriller) yet I am open to reading other genres.

I do not have a favorite author because disappoinment occurs irrespective.

I believe every author has a chance.

Random lol.

In Closing...

I really hope you are intrigued by the mindfulness extracted from both reading of books and writing of thoughts because that is what I am about.

You are welcome to comment, discuss, follow and be entertained by a lady coined as a RandomReader.

Finally, a warm welcome to my book blog

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