The Breakup

After probably $3.00 in accumulated late fees, I have finally finished this amazingly mediocre book. I couldn't decide if I really cared enough about it to know how it ended, so I erred on the safe side and read the rest. But I should have seen the obvious signs that it was over. You were already two weeks past due to the library.

It was a long struggle between myself and that book. It wanted me to read it, but I just looked at it instead fearing that it might suck away my life again for another week. So I was patient. I let the book wait until I was ready for that kind of commitment. In the end I just read a little bit here and there, careful not to give my whole self to it again. Wretched book. I stuck with it to the end. Unluckily for me I didn't realize earlier that a mediocre book is simply that: mediocre. Not bad, and not great either.

But now that I know the ending I won't ever have to wonder. And now I will gladly drop it in the chute at the library for someone else to read--someone who might enjoy it more than I did. Au revoir, book. I won't ever forget the good times, or my enormous late fee.

-Lady