This evening somebody slipped a book into my car. The car was parked in front of my house with the windows ajar. The book was one that I really wanted, I saw it when I visited the Design Museum on Shad Thames. I was able to leave the bookstore without buying said book since I have a rule about purchasing books while traveling. Instead, I would order it from Amazon when I returned home. Fast forward seven months and the book was on my car seat. There was no card accompanying the book, nor was there an inscription. I asked the wife about the book, she responded, "No, but I wish I had." I have no idea who could have given me such a fantastic gift. To whoever it was out there, "THANK YOU FOR THE BOOK, I REALLY APPRECIATE IT!!!"
Strange indeed.
While I am here at it, another picture of Sebastian Good Vibes!
2 comments:
Maybe Mo gave it to you.
Trojan horse, no doubt. I'd leer at it suspiciously.
More light -> less grain.
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