*turns on camera*
*adjustes camera so that it shows me*
*takes a deep breath*
It's been 36 days since I was e-mailed that my book was being shipped to me. 36 days and around 7 hours.
But I look around and look around and look around and don't see my beautiful hardcover sitting anywhere near me, at its rightful place.
I am scared.
What if something happened to it and I am still unaware? What if it gets lonely and needs me? What if it gets ripped?
*chokes on own breath* I'm okay. I'm okay.
I don't sleep at nights anymore. I dream with my eyes open that I caress its beautiful spine and hug it close to my chest. My bby.
*adjustes camera so that it shows me*
*takes a deep breath*
It's been 36 days since I was e-mailed that my book was being shipped to me. 36 days and around 7 hours.
But I look around and look around and look around and don't see my beautiful hardcover sitting anywhere near me, at its rightful place.
I am scared.
What if something happened to it and I am still unaware? What if it gets lonely and needs me? What if it gets ripped?
*chokes on own breath* I'm okay. I'm okay.
I don't sleep at nights anymore. I dream with my eyes open that I caress its beautiful spine and hug it close to my chest. My bby.
