Do I really need that book?

11013042_1082025721823957_4408355897931489193_nWhen I stumbled upon this caption, I thought about today’s trip to the library.  Every now and then, I like to browse the sale cart of used books.  Besides, isn’t it every bookworm’s mission to occasionally rescue a few books, even though we know we’re hoarding books faster than we can read them?  I’ve been there enough times to end up having these very words said to me: “Eventually, you’re going to have to start purging.”  Although it’s true, I can’t seem to let go right now.

Well, as I was browsing the books that were on sale, I found one that caught my interest.  This may sound silly, but I really can’t remember the title or the author; however, I believe I’ll remember if I spot the book.  Was the last name Donahue?  Perhaps.  Just as I was coming to a decision to make a purchase, I heard someone call my name.  I put the book back on the cart and turned to find my sister and my brother-in-law approaching me.  They’d asked me if I wanted to join them for lunch, so I took them up on their offer.  On our way out, I said, “You saved me from hoarding another book.  I think I really wanted to get it, though.”

Perhaps that was a sign or just a coincidence.  Either way, I own at least 200 books and haven’t read all of them yet.  It can be difficult, what, with library books and used book sales going on all the time.  What’s a bookworm to do, right?  As of right now, I’m thinking—or hoping—that that book will still be there when I go back to the library.

Are there any bloggers out there who can sympathize?  Feel free to post your comments.  Also, happy reading!

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