If you're like me, your bookshelf (shelves) look like this. It's an obsession, a compulsion, a disease, if you will. And I wouldn't have it any other way! When I was younger, I would ask my grandma to take me to the library and she would always comply. She almost always waited for me in the car because she couldn't walk well and had trouble with the stairs.
I would go in on my merry way, and sure enough about an hour later I would hear Grandma's shoes clicking on the tile floor - they always had such a distinctive sound - she had come in to make sure I was alright. What was taking me so long? Once again, I was lost amid the stacks and stacks of glorious books!
I don't know what it is about being around all those volumes in one place. Libraries - I could spend hours; bookstores - forget it! When I tell my family I'm heading to either of those places, they know not to expect me home for atleast 3 hours. And not only that, but I WANT every single one I see! No matter how hard I try, I can't leave with just one.
The problem with this is that my To Be Read (TBR) shelf is now out-weighing the Already Read (AR) shelf. I have dozens and dozens of books that I haven't read yet. And I'm so overwhelmed with all of these books - they all look SO good - that I don't know which one to read first! My mind changes daily, so inevitably I end up having 4 or 5 going at a time. I'm almost reluctant to head to my TBR shelf because I'm afraid if I read them all, I'll run out of books to read!
Does this happen to anyone else? Do you ever fear the day that you'll have nothing to read? At this point in my life, that is not even a realistic thought. But there's always that niggling thought in the back of my mind. It's my cross to bear. And bear it, I will.... with my nose in a book and a big smile on my face.