Years ago I remember Pastor Randy saying something along the lines of “buying a book is like buying myself time/permission to read it.”
That is true for me. . . Except sometimes buying the book is symbolic of wanting the permission/promise to read it, and the reality doesn’t always follow.
And, maybe you’ll laugh at this, but I’ve had a crisis of getting older this year. I realized the obvious, but it was a gut-wrenching realization. I don’t have enough time or years left to read what I really want to read, to read all the good books.
I don’t have the same emotional reaction to the infinite info on the internet. People already “curate” content online. I don’t have a problem with more “good” stuff online than I can get to.
But I do struggle with knowing I can’t read all the good books I want to read.
(Thoughts, after reading this book recommendation.)