The thing is, I was going to post it today. Now, not so much. Oh well, I now work on about three computers on a daily basis and I might have just written it on another one and I don't feel like going and looking for it now. Rest assured, it was awesome.
Shoot, now that I said that I can never post it. Once people read it they'll think, this is what he said is awesome? So forget I said anything about that. Let's start over.
|I won't miss you. But I'll miss enjoying you.|
There was a time that I hated them, then later, when I loved them. Now, they're just part of my past.
AND I COMPLAIN SOMETIMES about my tbr pile. I figured I might as well just show you.
|I'm not reading the folders on the bottom right.|
I plan on culling this pile some in the coming months though, some books seemed awesome to me at one time, but when I look at them now I think I might have picked up some marginal items. I read 60 books or so in 2012, and the thought has occurred to me that if I read at a similar pace for the next 50 years then I might have 3000 books left in me to read.
That seems like a lot at first mention, but I think the number is pretty small really. I have to start being more choosy about what I read - quit something when I know it isn't working for me or quit putting off things I really want to read.