the act of buying books but never reading them


I often see this word defined in the context of being an ‘affliction’.  And I do understand  sadness in the slow death of words and ideas being squeezed between covers, never allowed to grow and take flight in the imagination of the reader.

But I also cannot help seeing this as more of an ‘achievement’.  Because there’s a big part of me that thrills to the idea of  being surrounded by piles of books, more books than I could possibly ever read.

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