Oh, the places I will go

I have a journal where I keep all my random thoughts and extensive lists.  The pages are starting to get to that point where they're so overrun with ink and the pressures of my hand when I write that they just kind of flop over when you open it up.  

Effortless.  

Loose bindings are always a good sign.

Anyway

One of those lists is of books 

Books to read and books that I have read

I love this list

And this weekend I took some time to add to it

Old titles that I've decided need to be reread now that I'm older

or just because they were so good I want to take the time to lose myself in it one more time

New titles that I haven't heard of but my friends rave for 15 minutes on how it

changed their life or how they've

read their copy so many times the binding fell apart

(loose bindings are always a good sign)

Lots and lots and lots of books.

And I am so excited!!!!!

I absolutely cannot wait to finish my last final

and get on my plane 

and travel for nine hours with my backpack so full of books I have to work at making it fit under the seat in front of me.

And when I'm finally home in my desert environment

I'm going to get totally and utterly lost in the pages of my books that I won't even notice how intense the sun was until I feel the sunburn the next day.

Summer could not get here fast enough.