I brought Romance (my dog) on a walk earlier,and I decided to walk a different way than we usually do to change it up a bit. So there I was, walking through a field, when suddenly, three books that are in perfectly good condition are lying there. My first thought was “what shit eater leaves three books in the grass”. I was going to take them, but I then considered that maybe someone would come back for them. Checking them again, I realised that they were there at least two days, because they were slightly damp and it hadn’t rained since then.
Still feeling conflicted, I reluctantly kept walking, but then I thought “fuck it”. There’s no way I could leave them there after already asking myself why somebody would do that in the first place. So, I walked back and picked up the books, and not gonna lie, I had the biggest grin on my face. It would be a sin to leave three perfectly good books there, I mean what a waste. All though I’ve never heard of the books, and I’m not too interested in them, my mind wandered to Frederick Douglass, when he said “once you learn to read,you will be forever free” . So, being the inner book worm that I am, I picked them all up and struggled to carry all three in one arm, and control Romamce with the other. Good oul Frederick Douglass was right, because it was honestly a very free and thrilling experience (I don’t get out much). Then, as I made my way home with the edges of the books sticking into my side, I smiled because Wilde was right…a good friend WIll always stab you in the front.
So….here I am. A hot cup of tea by my side and three new editions of books to go on the shelf.