What to do with Books
by J. S. Bailey
So it's your day off, and you've been sitting at the table daydreaming all morning, and before you know it, you fall asleep.
Suddenly you hear a noise like that of riffling papers. You open your eyes...
...only to see...
Not an .epub. Not a .mobi. Not even a .pdf. A real, made-of-paper book. And you realize that it has brought its friends.
This perplexes you, because you forgot that made-of-paper books exist. You can't even remember the last time you saw one. So why did these books arrive unannounced? What do they want from you? Perhaps they were lonely and wanted some company. Which is nice, except for the fact that you have no idea what to do with them. Are they okay to eat? you wonder. No, that might give your tongue a paper cut, and that might hurt.
So you start to think.
You look at the books again.
Yes, they are still there--not a figment of your imagination like you initially thought. You wonder if they belong in a museum, but would that put them to any good use? Probably not. So you begin to look around the house and find ways in which they might come in handy.
Wobbly chair leg? Problem solved!
They can make stylish mouse pads...
...a coaster for your favorite drink...
...a hardcore game of Domino Rally...
...a comfy ottoman for your tired feet...
...and even a scale model of Stonehenge.
But in the end, you decide that reading them is the most fun of all. Because what else are books really for?
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