the good book

If my memory is accurate, I still remember the first book I purchased for myself once I was out earning a living. It was a book I grew up with as a child and I knew I needed my own copy as an adult. The pages are very thin compared to most books you buy these days and I don’t think I’ve ever torn a page. The dust jacket is history but the red cloth binding and spine are in good shape considering its age and the years of use I’ve put it through. Because of the amount of time I spend on the Internet, I located and bookmarked an on-line version which is helpful throughout each day whether I’m working, journaling or writing for pleasure. The same as the ‘bound’ edition when I’m off-line. I can’t imagine being without it.

The book? Webster’s New Collegiate Dictionary (1977)

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About Marcus

Who me? Introverted, neurotic, self-absorbed, increasingly cynical observer of human nature and part time social critic in hiding. Most of my life spent avoiding growing up. The naive idealistic passions of youth have evolved into the eclectic eccentricities of adulthood. Northeast Florida small-town native, related to people I can't relate to. Simultaneously my own best friend and worst enemy. Politically and spiritually unaffiliated, my personal ideologies put me all over the map or off it completely.
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