All books must be read during the applicable period of life. All books must be read at the right time to mean. When I loose someone close I will read The Year of Magical Thinking. In my twenties Lee Young Lee put me to sleep. In my thirties, he sharpens my understanding of family. At thirty-three I might be halfway done with this life. My great-grandmother live to be ninety-six. Maybe I’m only one third finished living. I can’t help but feel an urgency to get things done. Google says there are one hundred and thirty million books ever published. If I live to ninety-six I need to read five thousand forty seven books per day to read them all. Maybe I’ll get Alzheimer’s like my grandmother who died at sixty-eight. I can’t remember the characters in any of the books I read five years ago. Books are most useful in the present. The books that changed my mind got stuck in my memory, but even those are muddy after ten years. Remembrance is the satisfaction of writing words down-the ink might last as long as my life. Any written words are guaranteed to last longer than I will remember. If I live to ninety-six, it seems the only words I will not forget are the lyrics of Alouette.
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