When 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!