May 3, 2011

cosmopolitan

dear once in a lifetime diary,

as the days go by, today in particular, i do realize that this will be one less day in my event log. my book is getting thinner. everyone's book is. sometimes someone comes along and checks out your book before the pages are all missing- that's when you know your book was a good book. the ones on the shelf that are just the covers- with no pages in between- i kinda feel bad for those books still left up on the shelf. i mean, i am glad they still are available to at least look at, but when you get so low on pages like that- even no pages- what is the use of being a book. even worse- the books that have been turned, unwillingly, into soft covered magazines. some might refer to them as vegetables- but they are not, they too are still able to be read, they just cannot be shelved in the same manner as us books. they are glossy paged readers that could again someday turn back into a book- if someone stupid and careless doesn't come along and rip out the pages and stuff them in a pocket to take home. magazines are usually sacked and sometimes fanned for decoration. i hope to never become a magazine, unless it is the kind jammed inside a weapon. then i would be sure to get cocky and malfunction so i could save someone from becoming a magazine or having their book checked out.