In my dreams, my ideal man reads. The men in my real life do not read, so the gap was always there.
Yesterday I saw a man with a book at the train station. He looks like an ideal man. I asked him "what are you reading"? It was something of something. I was nervous, you see.
Finally I gave him my book with my blog add, which might be to him is 'child's work', since my blog is a simple blog.
I hope man with a book notes what is written on the bookmark. I hope he would finish reading the lovely malay book about the human spirit in the children.
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