there as a time back in 2007 when I was in a really shitty place, or maybe it was 2006. I threw all my books off the shelf in a rage. Nobody else was there.
it felt a little bit good.
But then I had to put the books back together again.
I left the books on the floor for a day. Some of the books are still dog-earred and folded as a result of being folded over at the cover and first few pages having been thrown down.
I picked up those books. I learned a lesson then.
Anything I want to throw that's mine I'll have to pick up again.
Life's not too great at the moment, I'm remembering that moral quite poignantly.
Monday, January 19, 2015
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