My idea of heaven as we only had a visiting library one evening a week was a library that opened every day.
A neighbour's child had a whole bookcase filled with wonderful books. And once when she had a birthday party and I was anticipating a good read, I arrived to find the settee firmly blocking the bookcase and was told " so that you will join i the games and not read all the time." Need an emoticon for tears..
I have not changed; still rarely or never enough books! My heaven was the charity shops and a bagful from there!
Seeds sown in childhood..