This week I got to thinking, why is it that I can't be happy with the books that I have on my shelf waiting to be read? Why am I always looking for another book to read?
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It's not like a book is going to disapear off the face of the earth and I will never get another chance to read it. Granted, maybe it will be harder to find if it is not a new book but then again maybe it will be easier to acquire at the library or book store if it has some time to sit on the shelves. And if I really want to read it sometime in the future all I need to do is make myself a note or add it to my wishlist and it won't be completely forgotten in the rush to another book. So why can't I wait?