Summer Reads: 5 books I read and loved
The unthinkable finally happened: I ran out of space on my bookshelf. It happened slowly as I continued trying to wedge new books into every possible nook and eventually resorted to stacking them in other parts of my room. It took a few months for me to part with the Kallax shelf that Josh so kindly (or begrudgingly?) assembled and IKEA-hacked to get just right. I’d grown attached to it. Where would I put all the random junk I used to keep on top? Would I have to move the posters that hung above it? I thought of every excuse to keep it, but it was clear that I’d acquired too many books for the old shelf to sustain. RIP.