Confession: I love books. I can’t walk past a book sale. As a matter of fact, every visit to the mall meant one to the book store. Most of the times I never looked for anything in particular.
I can’t help book sales. I just can’t. I love words. Creating and consuming them. One of the things most accomplished writers (whatever that is) say to write well you must read well.
When it comes to loving to read, my parents are to blame.
I love knowledge and it’s acquisition. Books I buy. I’m better now; I used to overspend. Most of the books I bought were never planned buys.
Did I mention I love books; both digital and physical. Maybe the physical ones more… Books; this is my nemesis what’s yours?