A Stack of Books

I love that picture, and I found it here.  It goes really well with my love of books and reading, which I got from my grandpa.  I’ve mentioned before that he used to take me to the library every week when I was little, and that’s something I’ll always remember.

I will admit to having a few stacks of books just sitting on my floor.  I love books!  They’re my favorite thing ever, and all I want to do is buy books.  It’s a problem sometimes, because I don’t have enough room for all the books I want to buy.  I do see a a roomful of books everywhere in my future.

There is so much to learn from books!  There are great stories to be read and so much I can learn about.  If there’s one thing I like to do, it’s learning.  That’s another thing I got from my grandpa, always learning.  He used to read encyclopedia’s for fun, and he always liked reading about history.

One of my favorite things is highlighting and writing notes in the margins.  I don’t write in every book I own, but I have been known to write the occasional note or highlight a random passage.  I have an odd assortment of books, paperclips and scraps of paper that I’ve used to mark my place.  Failing that, I’ll just fold the corner down.

There’s something comforting about curling up on the couch (or in bed) and reading a book.  Books make me happy because for a few hundred pages, I can forget about what’s going on and escape to a completely different world.  I’ve traveled Middle Earth, been to Narnia, and attended Hogwarts.  I’ve peeked into the lives of Elizabeth I, Henry III and Maya Angelou.  I get to travel all over the world and have amazing adventures without even leaving the comfort of my own bed.

Books are magical, and as long as I can read, I’ll be a happy camper.