This morning, just before waking up time, I dreamt I was going to a fancy restaurant, and just as I was seated, realized….. I forgot to bring my Kindle!
This was truly a disaster. Panic sets in. How can I enjoy a fancy meal without him?
I also thought this was pretty funny and I just had to share.
My Kindle is a great friend, one who sticks closer than a brother, to quote a well known verse. He goes with me everywhere. And we have made some great memories together.
He has given me the courage to go places more often than I would have otherwise.
Occasionally, as I am seated in a restaurant, I think about how pathetic it looks that my only companion is a book, and then I look on the bright side. If a book gives me courage and incentive, then how can that be a bad thing.