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May 11, 2010

Take 13: Got Book?

"Did you sell your books?"

"I'm sorry,... were you talking to me?"

"Yeah, I said did you sell your books -your textbooks?"


I stared back at her. Blankly.

I haven't sold any of my books since I was in 6th grade. High school was coming and I figured I should move on, sell my "Babysitter's Club" collection... I never got over my regret for that one single impulsive decision: I sold a part of me.

I don't sell books.


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I've never quite cared for "owning" a house. Or property... My home doesn't make me -I make it.
Ironically though, I've always wanted my own little private library... I haven't sold any of my books since I was in 6th grade -14 years and counting. Maybe someday, maybe a small one with asymmetrical shelves...

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