Almost here (on Aug. 9): Book Lovers Day. Okay, okay. Some say it’s every Aug. 9 and others not until Nov. 7. I say, Why not celebrate it both days? And any day?
Nobody knows how this day got started. But if you love books, who cares? It’s an excuse to curl up with a good book (or an educational tome or trashy novel) and enjoy stepping into another world. It’s a chance to tell yourself and others that you’re really doing something while pretty much doing nothing, a chance to seek out a comfy chair or section of grass under a shade tree or a swaying hammock and settle in. If you fall asleep, well, no matter. The whole idea is to relax, anyway.
