I have a lot of my mind to say right now. I figure if I write and I don't drink than I am probably doing something right. I like writing but talking is so much easier and quicker and smother even thought in reality talking isn't very smooth. This is a topic that I will address later.
What I am thinking about right now is my neighbor Billy. I spend a lot of time at his place just chilling and he has some cool books that I look though and read some times. I was thinking that I was at his place so much that I should just start reading one of his books. He asked me not to bend the book, or fold it, or dog ear it, or anything. His books will be in great condition in the eyes of some leather glove Armani suit New York book collector but to a another person it will look like a disappointment, another lonely book on a shelf, always read but never more than the sleeve. For me a valuable book is an old one, that is coming apart. When I read a book I want make an impression. I want to write in the book and judge it. I want to dog ear it and fold it so you know that I have touched it. Books suck you in like Jumangi and they fuck with you and you fuck with it. I want you to come in to my house and look at my books so that I can take them out and show you what I wrote in the books. I don't believe people who say they have read some books the books look like they have never been touched. Its cliche but books are "treasures that you can open again and again". I want to save the books that are falling apart but I know that they means they have been read. A newer version may be bought but they will be read and have their ears dogged, spines broken, sleeves ripped, pages written on, food spilled on, pages rained on, and all because they are being read.
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