I’m of the opinion that what you use as a book mark says a lot about the kind of person you are.
What does it say? I have no idea… I’m just saying it says something, not that I speak the language.
Some people use receipts, a tissue, a ribbon. Some use an actual bookmark they got for free at the library or bookstore. Some people buy bookmarks that strike their fancy, or are given bookmarks as a gift.
I don’t use any of those things.
I never thought about it until last night as I smoothed my “bookmark” down on the page I would start next time and smiled at something that was written on it.
I wondered what the person who had sent it to me used to mark her place in a book. I wondered what my other friends used…
I smiled and looked at it again then closed the book.
My bookmark is a scrap of crumpled white printer paper that was once in the hands of a dear friend halfway across the world. Hurriedly in thick black ink she wrote 4 words:
To the basement!
I truly believe no one has a better book mark than I do.
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