If you have a book to read, you are never alone.
It may take time to realize but loving books creates oodles of kindred spirits.
Three years old:
Can I play with that toy?
OK. Sure.
You’re my best friend.
Six years old:
You wore the same dress as me. We’re twins.
You’re my best friend.
Nine years old:
Your house is easy to walk to. Let’s skateboard to school together.
You’re my best friend.
12 years old:
I hate boys too.
You’re my best friend.
15 years old:
I don’t get girls either. Wanna shoot hoops?
You’re my best friend.
18 years old:
The school gardener is hot. Let’s spy on him.
You’re my best friend.
21 years and the rest of adult life: You’re a book nerd too?
You’re my best friend.
Book lovers share the same problems, from The Reading Life Blog.
- The weird look your coworkers give you when they find out your awesome weekend primarily took place between the pages of a book.
- Only four pages to go!…and it’s your train stop. Only four pages to go!…and your doctor’s ready to see you now. Only four pages to go!…and it’s time to walk down the aisle.
- The pro/con of loaning out your favourite book: everyone should read it/ you’ll never see it again.
- The inability to stop telling people how it really happened when they’re trying to watch an adaption.
- Mispronouncing words* because you’ve never actually heard them out loud-you’ve only read them in books.
- Ripply book bottoms from reading in the bath
Feeling kinship? Read the rest of the list of 99 Book Nerd Problems.
* for me, it was Sw-ard for sword and A-dole-sense for adolescence.
Happy Friday. What are you reading this weekend?
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