inklingfair Today I sold most of my old books. I won’t say where or for how much. I felt as if I were putting up my kids for adoption. But if anyone of you comes across a book with my name in tiny print on the inside front cover, it was mine. The date stands for when I bought it.
But la-dee-dah… it’s over. And I feel all the better (yes, and worse) for it – at least I’ve made a profit from my ex-idols.
Photo by Jon Tyson on Unsplash (which looks a lot like the Cubao Expo used book shops!)
