Until now, I've owned two.

I love words.

Words, to me, are so important–yet we treat them as if they are not.

I find it odd how many times we pick words to use when communicating with others, but our lack of precision about those words allows us to miscommunicate, to not be clear.

Maybe this is why I owned not one, but two, dictionaries.

No more – climb atop the RID pile, Random House.

Onward. Upward.