I’m packing for a trip to New York to see my son Zack then on to Washington DC for an education conference. It’s not the myriad details that need attending before I leave — arranging for the caregiver, planning out meals and stocking the refrigerator with enough food for a week — that leaves me in a tizzy.
It’s deciding what books to pack.
My vision of hell is being stuck somewhere, anywhere, without a book to read. So I cull through my piles of books and journals – one book? Two books? My Kindle as a backup?
My carry-on bag is already stuffed with sweaters, scarves and rain gear for the cold weather back east. I have a satchel full of work papers to read on the plane. And I know I won’t be able to resist picking up a few more books at the Strand in New York.
But still, I look at the books I’ve selected and wonder, will I get bored with them? Should I bring other ones? Who knows what I will be in the mood to read? It’s the dilemma of book lovers all over the world.