It's not like I learned something new yesterday, but rather that it suddenly disturbed me.
I have a bookshelf filled with unread books. Some I've won, some I've bought, most are authors I cyber-know. When I took the kids to the library yesterday, I told my husband I wouldn't get anything because I had too many books to read.
I came home with five books for myself.
Reading has always been a compulsion for me. But suddenly I'm feeling like that girl in Confessions of a Shopaholic. A little ashamed, even, that I had to check out books. That I'm so addicted to reading I want to be surrounded by as many books as possible. That I wish I could inhale them.
What makes me need them? Is it emotional? Do they make me feel secure? I have NO clue, but I figured I'd share with all of you because I think at least some of you will know how I feel.
What are you addicted to? What do you buy even when you know you already have it at home? Is there a cure? Do I even need a cure? (you know I'm hoping I don't *Grin*)