Book Pile

When I was little, my favorite sight on December 25 morning (we opened gifts on the 24th), was a pile of books I got for Christmas sitting right next to my bed. It was a constant: a pile of books to start chomping on before the Christmas breakfast. To this day, I pile my new books on my nightstand on Dec 24th to see them as soon as I wake up.

Humans of New York was a gift to self; all others were loving gifts from others. Lucky me!