Tsundoku..

.. or, what’s behind the door!
I learnt a new word today.. tsundoku.. the art of buying books , piling books , in order to read them.
Well, I have read a lot of these, some I haven’t yet.. but I find getting rid off books so hard! I have had purges, then regretted it. Thankfully I can’t remember which ones have gone, but then I can’t remember what I have read and I can’t remember what I have got! This is one small corner.
Anyway… I’ve felt very agitated for some reason today.. can’t put my finger in it.
Vic kindly took me a shop which I had been told had acrylic pens cheaper than the Posca ones which are expensive.
They hadn’t got them.. and it wasn’t a very nice experience.
We went out for dinner tonight which was a treat for us.
I’m not one for going out in the dark anymore.. and though it wasn’t late it felt very late to me..and I was glad to get back to my home.
What a lightweight!.. but I’m happy to be.
I don’t need to be anything else!