August 5, 2017
I love book marks, but I love books too, so I am a “monster.” I fold, I mark, I spill coffee on them. I carry them around in my purse, and roll over on them in bed. I get them wet and get sand stuck between the pages. I brag about them and give them to people, (sometimes with book marks), but even then they’re still mine. That’s how I love books, like best friends, and they love me back.
Which are you?