If it’s books, it’s not hoarding, right?
I have always had a love of books. My mother taught me to read long before I started school. I developed a love of reading that has never diminished.
I also have a love of books. I love seeing their spines all in a row; different colors; different titles to entice one. I also love the feel and scent of a book. I love holding them in my hands and that thrill when you crack open the cover page for the first time!
I have books that I have packed and unpacked for decades; carrying them with me as I moved from place to place. Beloved books that I just cannot part with. These very special books have different reasons for staying with me all these years. Some because of the contents of the book, the story, etc. But others, I keep just…
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