If you are a reader, books are your burden. You may love to read, or say you do, but the obligation of the books you know you must read will not be denied or even delayed.
I admit it. I read more because I have to than because I want to. Watching television and films and leafing through magazines is easier and often more enjoyable. I can stand or slouch or sit with one leg over the arm of the chair, or lie on my back or hang upside down when I do these things, but reading forces me to sit awkwardly for long periods of time, which does not please a 61-year-old, semi-arthritic body.
So...why read? I get more joy from children, more beauty from nature, more affection from people and more ideas from inside my own head. Book clubs hound me, literary blogs intimidate me and Barnes and Noble overwhelms me. Lowe's is more fun and has toys.
Books are frustrating because they won't go away until you attend to them, which means reading them, which is work. If I knew why I read books - all the time - maybe I could stop. Then what would I do?