Let me start off by reminding you all that I have the memory of a goldfish. When it comes to book related stuff I do tend to have a better memory but it is nowhere near as good as a memory that people normally have.
But the point is that I do have some vivid and beautiful memories of how I met some of my wonderful bookish friends. It honestly surprises me too so I decided why not make a blog post out of this as a sort of ode to our friendship?
Also I really need to write these down somewhere because a few months or years down the line I might forget all of this like the terrible goldfish I am.