There are a few. But the disadvantages don’t outweigh the advantages.
Overflowing bookshelf (or bookshelves), anyone?
Meaning you treat books better than you treat yourself.
$10 for a book isn’t much but multiple that by 367 or 2149…
I honestly can’t think of any others.
Plus I don’t mind the lack of room and I can handle the handling.
It’s a good thing my memory sucks. I won’t ever know how much I spent on books. Oh well. I can live.
Autumn is here. Fall has arrived.
I love the season. I live for it.
Strangely enough, I didn’t think I’d be this sad now that summer’s over.
I can finally wear sweaters without suffering from a heat stroke, even though I’ll be spending plenty of time at home or in a classroom.
But autumn is as good of a time as any to read, write, blog, edit, and publish.
Have a productive fall. I don’t want anyone to mention winter until it’s actually winter.
I think I need to stop buying so many books. But I just can’t help myself.
Sooner or later, I’m going to run out of space to put them all. Then again I’d be fine getting rid of everything I own to make room for more books.
And I can’t go on a book buying ban or a book buying boycott. That’s a terrible idea.
If I could never purchase a single book ever again, I would be in physical pain.
Don’t get me started on not being able to read anything for the rest of my life. Don’t. Just don’t.
I can’t think of any others. Can you?
I can list a few places I go or turn to when I hit my breaking point.
- This blog.
- A book.
- My room.
- The library.
- Anywhere unfamiliar.
My blog is a place I visit quite often, practically every day now. It’s a community. I belong here.
I love being transported to another world when mine disappoints. The best distraction is a great book.
Privacy is needed when I incessantly cry, laugh, and scream. Sometimes without good reason.
Where is my second home? The library. I could spend an entire day there and even a whole night if I was allowed.
Some days the change in scenery helps calm me down. The unfamiliarity means I can obsess over my surroundings instead of my stresses.
So where do you go when you reach your limit? What do you do when you hit your breaking point?