I was just thinking of this same thing the other day. Seeing the different piles of books in different rooms of my house and how every time I put them away in the bookcase they will eventually find their way back into a pile on my table or in the bathroom or next to my bed like they are drawn to each other. The bathroom pile is always different than the bedside pile. Like an evolving sculpture of where my mind is at a certain time. Great stuff Joe!
I was just thinking of this same thing the other day. Seeing the different piles of books in different rooms of my house and how every time I put them away in the bookcase they will eventually find their way back into a pile on my table or in the bathroom or next to my bed like they are drawn to each other. The bathroom pile is always different than the bedside pile. Like an evolving sculpture of where my mind is at a certain time. Great stuff Joe!