Soooo... There was a bit of a change of plans regarding The Book.
My copy actually arrived in the mail TODAY and it is IN MY HOUSE.
We did a coin toss. Tails meant I got to open it today, heads meant I had to wait till Christmas.
The coin came up heads (because of course it did)
I did, however, write a poem about it. (Under the cut!)
Time ticks by, ever so slowly
The knowledge of your presence
Mocks me
Not knowing would be so wonderful
Ignorance truly is bliss.
You sit in your box
As I count down weeks, days
Until finally
I may lift you from your cardboard prison
And enjoy you as you are meant to be enjoyed.
Then, and only then
Will knowing you are here no longer hurt me
For you will truly be here
Not merely present
But mine
At long last.
I have a flair for the dramatic, ok?!
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