The sum of two.
This, well… this is difficult to ignore. The lure of it is often too great. This, despite the uneasy fact that I still have about thirty or so books – still unread – from previous visits.
Yes, you know the drill. Guilty, guilty as charged.
At only eight books, I rate this just a shade above “unproductive”, though I would not go as far to call it a wasted morning. It is clear that I invested less time and resources for this one; nothing spectacularly exciting sprouted tiny legs, jumped off the racks and followed me home.
Or it could be this: the usual anticipation, the needless planning of how-to-get-there and should-I-make-a-list and which-day-to-go-best, the whole shebang – I fear that all this is wearing me out.
2005: #1 / 2006: #1 / 2007: #1, #2, #3 / 2008: #1 / 2009: #1