I just this second realized that for the first time in YEARS, I am not in the midst of reading at least one book. In fact, I can't remember the last time this has happened. I usually read three or four at a time, a way of ensuring that I can always pick up something and jump in right where I left off. I have been slow, though, to start anything new this week when I finished one. So, in the last two days, I've finished the only two I still had going (the last, over lunch today)... and suddenly there's not one to reach for. You know, that is actually a strange feeling for me.
Not a big problem - I'll just start three or four from the stack of dozens awaiting my attention...but I experienced a strange, though momentary, feeling of "loss." Yes, I know, that's weird.