Today I realized something. I’ve known this for a long time. Today I put it in words. I don’t read books I borrow. That’s not an absolute. Now and then, I do read a library book, and now and then, I will read a book someone has loaned me. That’s not the norm, though. Even if I’ve requested the book, I don’t read it.
I like to have my own book, my own copy. I don’t tear books up, fiction anyway. I’m very careful with them. In addition, I don’t mind loaning my books out. I wonder if not reading a borrowed book has to do with timing. That’s the first thing that comes to mind. I’m afraid that someone will suddenly say I need my book back. When will you finish? This has never happened. Therefore, what’s that say about me?
That’s for another entry….living in the moment.
Jane Glendinning
