there’s a gnawing, familiar feeling bubbling inside of me. when the weather changes,–I feel like a bunny rabbit in a somewhat frenzy. unable to sleep, just sort of stirring around. for almost 7-ish days, what feels like a life-time, every year–like clockwork, it rains non-stop without letting up.
A gift and curse it is
to sense elements with ease.
In other news, I’d like to share my physical book collection with ya’ll. *tilts imaginary cowboy hat*
End of last year, I decided it was finally time to catalog, and so far I’ve been happy with LibraryThing. I’ve got ~900 more books to add…
I have been thinking about: How many books make a library?