Books

If that isn't the truth, then I don't know what it is.

I currently have a five shelved bookshelf with 117 books on it and 8 that have been borrowed out and will need to somehow be returned to these overflowing shelves.

 

There are 10 books sitting atop the Hoosier cabinet between Batman and Superman bookends.

 

Distributed between three shelves on the Hoosier cabinet there are 49 books.

 

This, my friends, is not a problem. It's an addiction.

 

If you chatted with my mother she would make it clearly known that there is no need for more books. I must object. There is always need for more books.

 

Over the years I have continued to request Chapters/Indigo gift cards from Santa for Christmas. With list in hand, I enter the store with much more book money than is needed, but walk out with a much happier soul.

 

A common piece of dialogue I have been forced to endure:

 

Spoken like a true book addict.

 

However, I do believe Mr. Jefferson said it best:

 

 

 

I do not deny that there are other important things in life, but I just love books so much. I can't really contain my excitement when I enter a book store. There is something so very magical about all the different authors and thoughts all mixed together under one roof. I shall never be at home without a bookshelf or two.

Happy reading! this is t-bear signing off