Missy and I both love books.
We frequently lay together in bed, each with our nose in a book, our legs tangled around one another.
We love some of the same books. We're both very fond of The Hunger Games books, for example.
But we each like things of our own, too. I'm all over anything written by Alan Watts, she loves James Patterson mysteries.
I think our being bookish is indicative of one of the great things about our marriage. We passionately love some of the same things, and also passionately love that we have things of our own.
It's super healthy and good. And it sure seems to keep the cats happy. I'm grateful for that.