So Many PossibilitiesI love the library.( Can I just say I HATE when people say LI-BERRY...???!!!)
It is so full of possibilities and new things to learn, new adventures to be had, and the quiet is sublime. No rushing, no one needing anything from me, just...books. Do I want to be enlightened? Do I need a good cry? Is there something I want to learn? Do I want to become so involved in the book that I read it in a day, get to the end, and start it again? YES!!!! To all!
But sometimes, I want to take my time in a story. Be each character, every word, every line. I want to be every page, both covers, the glue that binds it all together. I love the smell of the books. Fresh ink, old paper. Finding books that look like they have been well read and enjoyed and loved.
I love when someone else has written in the margins, or underlined a passage.( I am an underliner...but not in books that don't belong to me.)
I wonder about the people who have read the book before me. Could we be friends? Would we want to?
I always want to take home too many books. I have to remind myself that I can come back and borrow more when I finish what I have!
Now I wana go! Who's commin?!