I was scrolling through my Amazon wish list this morning over coffee. Much to my dismay, it's 25 pages long with over 600 books, some that I listed as far back as May of 2001.
When I started it, I was in my final year of graduate school and couldn't afford food, much less the luxury of any book that didn't come with a due date. Nowadays, the only time that I really think about my wish list is when I add something to it.
My own wish list recently bore fruit, as evidenced above. That's the recently-read, the currently-reading, and the to-be-read, all together.