In spite of all my efforts to the contrary, I am amazed at the speed with which I am amassing books. A moment ago I left a new book in the cupboard where I keep books in my beloved’s apartment, and I was stunned by the little library already there. And this is only my third year of spending but stretches of time in Zagreb. Increasingly long ones, but still only stretches. If I keep going at this pace, in a couple of years we will need another cupboard. Or another apartment, perhaps. My books will otherwise swallow us both. In spite of all of my efforts to the contrary, I still succumb to books all too easily. A reading addict, no less.