Carrying books

I’ve developed the habit of carrying a book with me everywhere. As Lemony Snicket says, “Never trust anyone who has not brought a book with them.” (Horseradish: Bitter Truths You Can’t Avoid)

These days, I spend more time in the waiting room of the doctor’s office than I have in my entire life. A good book is a vital distraction on the days you have to wait longer than normal. And then there’s lunch breaks at work, where my salad, a book and myself all have a running date with each other every work day. I know my days reading freely and so easily are numbered and I’m trying to cram them in now while I still can.

Fiction and non-fiction, I’m trying to work a bit of both into my life. My purse has held Dr. Sears’ Vaccine Book and Sarah Blake’s The Postmistress; before that it was a classic, A Tree Grows in Brooklyn (love that book!) and The Womanly Art of Breastfeeding. (Yes, I’m trying to temper the baby-researching craze with a little bit of lighter reading.)

And as I read, I’m trying to get myself back into the habit of jotting down bits and pieces that inspire me. At one point during my teenage years, during my biggest book-reading craze (oh, endless summers full of reading!), I had a little notebook full of book quotes that I loved. I wish I could find it today, to look back on…

“People always think that happiness is a faraway thing,” thought Francie, “something complicated and hard to get. Yet, what little things can make it up; a place of shelter when it rains – a cup of strong hot coffee when you’re blue; for a man, a cigarette for contentment; a book to read when you’re alone – just to be with someone you love. Those things make happiness.”
– Betty Smith, A Tree Grows in Brooklyn
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