I have less than 60 books left to read before I have completed all the books I own and wish to read. After that I do have an entire box of books I have inherited from my father that I could read, but I’m not sure if that is something I wish to do. I may end up getting books from the library again, something I haven’t done since the days of the book mobile in my childhood. I must have read every Asterix and Tin Tin book available back then. My literary evolution has been happening in leaps since then, at least I hope it has.
I need an escape. I need clarity and leaves. I need a midnight walk with the ghosts. I need to drink down moonlight.