A Matter of Standard
20 March, 2012 § 2 Comments
Today I spent an hour kidding myself as I wandered the stacks at my local community library. I came to get the first in a series of books but it was checked out and on hold a dozen times over. I thought perhaps by perusing I might entice myself to another interest but to no avail.
I walked out empty handed.
I wonder at my stubborn will to read one novel but pass over decades of novel’s yet to be read. Am I selfish? I want, what I want, how I want , when I want it.
It’s the same, I’ve come to realize, as my habit I have developed in picking a pare of tennis shoes to buy. I like a certain color and shape and feel and if I can not find it that day I would rather walk one more day in my decaying tennies than to settle for less than for what I came to buy.