Everytime I go into a book store I have one of two reactions:
It either fills me with this deep desire to be creative once again with my reading and writing, thus bringing on feelings of guilt or I feel like I'm not quite up to speed with the rest of the world. Neither one is necessarily bad but I do think its a quite effective method of distraction that Satan uses. I was thinking about that Scripture that says "to the making of many books there is no end." Don't get me wrong, I LOVE to read but its sooo true! I was wandering through Borders, looking for a wedding planner (the ones they had were sooo crappy!!) and I found myself feeling wistful for the days when I used to write a lot. I made the big mistake of walking into the journal area. It always makes me hungry to write again. Not just on here, on a flat screen but in an actual book. I hope Im not alone in feeling that way. Otherwise, I might feel a tad silly in revealing my craziness. =)