I love to read. Nothing newsworthy there. But I feel like I’m the only person of my generation taking out library. Does no else love that special library smell? Or adore finding the hidden gems lurking in the stacks?
I do. I love the discovery. The ambling through sections both well browsed and not. Seeing what jumps out. This title I’ve wanted to read for years. That title that was mentioned on a podcast a few weeks back. This author. That striking cover. Essentially I use this method of whatever I happen upon as I browse the shelves to decide what to read next. It cuts through the overwhelm of the sheer number of greats books out there that I’m never feasibly going to read in this lifetime. And there’s scope for surprises which is just fab by me.
If that wasn’t enough, I love the minimalism of the library. No amassing a large collection of books while I’m traipsing about the globe. No amassing a bunch of books that don’t truly set me alight and make me want to refer to again and again. I can try books outside of my usual realms at zero risk. And no amassing a pile of unread books, never reading them all before I buy mor and the associated guilt. The library is liberating.
So I join the library. What supposed old fashioned thing do you do?