We all have those fantasies, the ones where you own an entire library in your house (maybe even in your room) and still have enough money to continue with your book-buying addiction. This can also lead to more depressing thoughts- such as death. Then, somehow, the two connect. And from there you come up with the conclusion that you want to die by books- it is the best way to go after all. Whether it is having a heart attack while reading a book or being buried alive in your newly bought novels, at least you will die happy.
Don't worry, this is a safe place. There is no shame in our weird imaginings. Unfortunately, not all of us will be able to fulfill this dream. Let me make one thing clear though, I do not want to die soon; that's not the case at all. I mean, I haven't even read half the books that I want to yet. But it's just reassuring to have a go-to plan. Now that I think about it, perhaps I wouldn't want to die by being buried by books. It would be ironic to be killed literally by the things I love most and perhaps also disappointing if I had not read all of those books by that time. Honestly, I would rather read forever until I simply stop.