I ordered all my textbooks for the coming spring college semester today. (Hopefully it’s my last semester before graduation.) I bought them all used.
It was for money reasons, but I actually like buying books used.
I find it fascinating, the little underlines and notes, wears and tears, imagining what the people were like and what each little note meant to them. I imagine getting inside their head. Textbooks used can also highlight what other people found important about what they were learning.
And that old book smell – there’s nothing like it. Instead of being a coke sniffer, I’m a chronic book sniffer.
Right now I’m watching The Twilight Zone. The Addams and the Munsters are some of my other favorite old-timey shows to watch.