Ever since I moved out of home, my books and CDs have floated around in a range of ad hoc arrangements. Rickety Ikea bookshelves, milk crates, vertical stacks. No more.

Having bookshelves that reach up to the ceiling is one of those life’s dreams – I’m almost too pleased with the way they turned out.

I love opening up my books to little discoveries of things I forgot to read or need to read again.

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