Read ALL DA BOOKS

You know that feeling?  When you have absolutely NOTHING to read and you feel like crying because, really, who are you without a book in your hands? What are you supposed to do when you have free time? Where has your life gone?

I hate that feeling.  I think this is why I am determined to constantly have an available line of books waiting to be read.  I drag my parents to bookstores, pop in and out of the library every day, just to avoid said feeling.

I've now come to realize that there is another feeling, and while it is far less painful, it's still more than a little frustrating.  That feeling when you have SO MANY AWESOME BOOKS that you can read, that you either own or that are sitting all nice and pretty in the library, but you can't read them all at once, because you're not superhuman.  And you're like, "Well, maybe I should read this one first.  But no, no, I've heard that one is amazing.  That one too.  But look at that cover!  I know, but that description . . . "

And you find it hard to concentrate on one awesome book because you're just thinking about how great it'll be to read the other awesome books and your mind slowly starts to resemble that of a monkey on crack as it runs through a bookstore screaming, "BOOKS! BOOOOOOOOOOOOKS!"

Yeah. I have that feeling right now.