Ah well, my pile of unread books. That pile is getting bigger and bigger. I look at the stack full of love. Every now and then something is taken out to read. I don’t know any shame because of the unread books. That big pile gives me a warm feeling. A sense of wealth.
These books have been handpicked by me and are waiting to be picked up. The winter weather helps. So nice to be able to grab a book from the stack when I feel like it, so that the reading pleasure can begin.
A version of this article also appeared in the December 12, 2022 newspaper