Observations on Bookshelves

Skibidi, when I visit homes, my gaze lowkey drifts to the bookshelves, and I goon out at the sight. It is often a dank moment, seeing these so-called libraries filled with barely a couple of encyclopedias and a few popular novels. I edge on the thought that this cannot be all there is; perhaps hidden away are the true treasures of knowledge. The sigma energy of wanting to believe there is more is strong. It feels wrong to think that educated individuals would only possess this scant selection. I wish for the reality to be different, where the shelves are brimming with wisdom and creativity, not just surface-level reads.