I will have a library someday.

Day 21: A photo of something that makes you happy.

There are so many things that make me happy. I could choose so many different things from family to movies. But I will choose something that I look at everyday, and that I never tire of looking at.

I love everything about this picture (except the Twilight books—forgive me, I bought them in a moment of weakness). I love how I've managed to mix books, music, journals, magazines, and picture albums in one bookshelf. I also love how the books are piling on top of each other because I'm running out of room—plus the boxed set of Percy Jackson on the floor next to the bookshelf.

When I first moved into this apartment, I had one small, three-foot bookshelf that held all my fun books plus my reference materials (dictionaries, style manuals, and so on). In the year and five months since I have lived where I am now, my personal little library has more than doubled. That is one thing a full-time job has done for me. If I want to read a book, I buy it, because if it's worth reading, it's more than likely worth owning. (I won't lie to you—this belief system has bitten me in the butt a couple of times, but for the most part, it has treated me well.)

When I grow up and can finally afford my own house, I want a library. It will have floor-to-ceiling bookshelves that are packed full of books about anything and everything. By then, an entire section will probably be dedicated to my journals alone. And if I can swing it, I will also have a rolly ladder, a la Beauty and the Beast. 

Basically, I love books, so what isn't there to like about a room full of them?