Sometimes my library makes me sad. I would add 12,000 books, and yet I don't have the infinite time for the reading I would do. Even for the books I own.
I'd read all the classics, and Shakespeare I'd memorize. New adventures and worlds I'd discover. I wish I could reread each book I've loved so I could remember every detail.
But time waits for no man. It ticks and my books collect dust, begging me to get to them. I'm trying. For the love of all written word, I'm trying!!! Please know I love you all, with you twist and turns and endless entertainment. I love you all.
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