octolilly [through the years]

The love of learning, the sequestered nooks,
And all the sweet serenity of books.
– Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

It’s as if you are stuffing a note into a bottle and casting it into the ocean.

I stumbled across this site after reading an article written by Jeanne Brooks in The Greenville News. BookCrossing is a global book club that crosses time and space. It’s a reading group that knows no geographical boundaries. After reading the article, I dashed upstairs to my library at once. Books spill all over my shelves, gather themselves on my desk, clutter my furniture and there are even a few piled high in my hope chest. It didn’t take me long to choose which books I want to release into the world.

Jase once told me that he never kept more books than his bookshelf could handle. If the chance came to buy another then he would choose which book he wanted to part with and give it away. I’m always going to be the type to have many books in my home but I think that the idea of passing along good books has exceptional merit.

I think you should go visit BookCrossing, register, and at least release one of your books to the world. Release more if you dare.

Oh dear. I have discovered the most adorable elephant shop.

I stagger to my alarm clock and smash it soundly. Snooze is prominently displayed but I have never used it. I merely turn my alarm off and then reset for five minutes or twenty. Then I stumble back to bed. Sweet sleep doesn’t come my way. Instead, a harsh worry creeps over my mind and every minute I raise myself onto my elbows and peer at the flashing neon lights to make certain I haven’t slept another forty minutes.