I already know my books are going to become a source of internal tension when it comes to downsizing. I love to read, and my interests are wide and varying (with a particular focus, however, on rather trashy romances). Books are like my babies - some people have kids, some people have pets, I have books. I own sooooo many, but when I see my books, I think "that's not a lot."
I really recognize the book problem when I move or when I have people over. They see my books (the ones on the shelves, the ones on the floor, the ones on the end tables, the ones on the nightstand, the ones on the dresser, the ones in a suitcase ...) and they never fail to get a look that says, "Holy shit girl! You got problems!"
"where everything round is good: the sun, wheels, cookies, and the princess"
Tuesday, June 11, 2013
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