Umm, my last post was pretty depressing, and I apologize for that. I had a hard day at work (well a hard week really) and then some other things went wrong, and my blog provided a perfect outlet for me. However, I am feeling better now and I want to move on to happier subjects. I meant to write this particular post on Friday but I went out of town this weekend to my parents' house and it's always crazy there. So this is the first opportunity I had to write.
On Friday I went to the Salt Lake City Library for the first time in what seems like ages. Okay, it hasn't been ages but it has been several months. I had to pick up an item I put on hold and then I ended up perusing the books just a bit, which provides the inspiration for this post.
I was reminded of just how much I LOVE to read! I know this is going to sound completely nerdy, but there's something magical about looking up into those shelves of books full of stories that I'm sure I would love to lose myself in. I've been addicted to the written word ever since I first learned how, and I forget sometimes, well until I pick up another book again, just how much I love it. I haven't checked out any books for awhile because I didn't have time to read them, and I'm pretty sure I still don't, but it sure was fun to do it anyway! I'll find the time to read. . . it's what I always do when something is a big enough priority.
I have another nerdy confession: I love to smell books! I really love the new ones but I also enjoy the old ones. I can't quite explain it except to say that along with the magic of the story I also find the smell intriguing. Smells are also an integral part of memories, so in a way, I'm making a memory of the book, or what was going on when I read the book, by smelling it. Sometimes just breathing it in makes me happy. I can't say that smelling a book would entice me to read something I had no intention of reading before, but it does take me into a happy place.
Now that anyone who reads this thinks that I'm officially a nerd, I'm going to close!