Each Day

  

Each day when I wake up I know there will be a path waiting for me.

Some days I get to chose it, others I don’t.

Today was smooth but tomorrow can’t promise me anything.

Sometimes I walk along the edges in hopes of seeing something, anything.

Each night when I go to bed I close my eyes dreaming of the one path I can’t find.

As long as my eyes open each morning I will go to bed hopeful.

In the meantime I will enjoy the walk.

The Overflow of Books

  I have been on a bit of a book binge lately. I have ferociously read close to seven books over the last five days and when I am not reading I have been buying new books to read.

I have tried to make the switch to e books but there is just something so comforting when I am holding the book in my hands. As a result books are everywhere and I mean everywhere in my house. There has got to be a better way.

I was wondering around the Internet when I came across this under “unique bookshelves”. It might just be perfect. I can’t think of a better place to read and set up a library then in a room filled with large windows and books around those windows. After all books are a window to another world.

What does your dream library look like?