Someone Needs To Restrain Me

Restrain me from going to a bookstore. Any bookstore. Every bookstore.

I can’t go in and leave without buying something. I want to believe I have self-control and can restrain myself without help. But then I come out with a bag. Or two. Oops.

I’m about to go this weekend. Though I really should be saving money to buy textbooks. Those things are expensive.

How did I go fifteen years without having this problem? I have no idea.


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