I’ve been thinking about my book collection lately.
700 picture books
750 novels for all ages
300 nonfiction
100 historical fiction
100 Christian living
300 specifically to me
1000 (or just shy) Sonlight books
Why do I have them all?
The ones that make me truly happy
Are a small fraction.
Where did the rest come from?
And if I choose to keep only the ones I truly love,
What about the ones that I only vaguely remember?
What is the dividing line of medium-liking
Between those I keep and those I give away?
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