I’m feeling kind of sad this morning. A little down. You see, yesterday I went through my goodreads tbr and deleted the books I’m not particularly interested in anymore, as well as a hand full of duplicates. Now, my tbr is smaller than the average book blogger’s, only about 75, and yesterday I eliminated 10-15 books from it.
And as of today I have ADDED about 10 books.
Because new books are being written and published all the time. Books that sound fascinating and amazing! There are so many books that I want to read!
But I average about two books a month.
There’s no way I can keep up. No matter how many books I read, my list of books I want to read will always be getting longer and longer and longer because there are always more and more books. Which is wonderful! We are so lucky to live in an age where books are so readily and easily available and there is such a variety that we never have to worry about getting bored.
But I’m feeling sad. Because I realized.
I will never be able to read them all.