Hello, Obsession.

Summer is when I get the liberty of catching up on most of the books that I piled up in the corner of my office. My boyfriend seems to think that I'm some what creepy considering I refuse to buy a nook/iPad/kindle to handle my mess pile of books. I'm a book keeper, though- once I read them I place them, ever so nicely, up on one of the many book cases. I love the look of the book covers expanding across my walls, almost as if to glamourize them and myself for reading... as if guests in my home didn't know I could read. Yes, it's silly but I think my poor boyfriend is going to have to deal with my book piles during the three other seasons and secretly I know he reads them after I put them on my shelf... as if I wouldn't realize that they had been moved. Silly significant other.  

I read this classic every other year :)