I'm addicted to books.
I just can't stop getting them from the library. I just can't.
Growing up, we were allowed only one due date at a time.
I currently have three due dates I'm working on, seven books.
I took three books back tonight, bringing me to my current seven.
I'll wander into the library, knowing full well I have a few books to read at home, and find myself placing an order for a book that happens to come to mind.
I went to the SLO library today, and the checker-outer mentioned that I have a book ready to pick up at the Atascadero library.
Do I know what that book is?
(By the way, I just left this post to go watch the Olympics, and still, after all that time, cannot think of the book I had ordered. It will be a surprise I suppose. A surprise for Monday, because I don't think I will be able to get to the library before then. This is going to haunt me all weekend...)
Okay, now I'm thinking I was wondering around the Classics section and couldn't find what I wanted so I ordered it... I wonder what it was...
So today I went with the intention of finding only one book but picked up four.
So I'm addicted to books.
Or maybe I'm just addicted to collecting.