This is gonna be a looong day....

I'm at work, it's 08.18 a.m, this is what has happened:



I LEFT my book at home.



CATASTROPHE!!!!


Yes, you may well roll your eyes or shrug or look blank or whatever, or think me stupid if you want, but the fact is I am completely addicted to reading, especially at work when things are quiet and there's nothing to do.
This is bad!!

It's my 8th week at work, and so far I've brought a book every single day. It's like smoking, or drinking coffee (not the morning cup and the afternoon cup, I mean as in constantly filling up the cup). I just can't NOT do it! When people stretch and say: "heey I think I'll take a coffee break now," or "*jaaaawn* feel like it's time for a cigarette!" I say:
"oooo think I'll read a couple of chapters!"

What I am to do??

It's getting hard to breathe. I look out the window and try not to panic. Good, beautiful, nice, exciting little book, probably laying by the bed where I left it last night. Laying there, lonely, expecting to be brought to work and be read, instead it's facing a boring day in a quiet house.
And I so wanted to finish it today. I wanted to start a new book this evening. I wanted to......but now I can't.
Oh misery!