Hey peoples. I know this is my second post today, but hang tight, ‘kay? I have writer’s block, my brain’s a little fried, and I’m back to living in a house. I’m a little messed up!
On the bus back from camp, everyone (except someone–guess who) was writing down their Instagram and Kik usernames for each other. And guess what I was writing down? A list of books to read from my counselor. Go bookworms! It was a little depressing, because I do not have Instagram or Kik, but also kind of cool to be able to identify myself as a book lover. Like, over-the-top-with-no-social-media-life booklover.
When I was packing, I could barely zip my bag because of two things: a book (Stargirl) and my binder full of paper to write. Whoop whoop! That’s a writer and reader for you.
Does anyone else have this problem? Tell me in the comments below!