My kindle

My Kindle broke either last night or this morning. Either way it's kind of funny that the last thing my ex brought me died just after I had a date (yep I had a date yesterday - this is not about that though - sorry).

I've written a bit about ebooks before over here. I didn't realise I'd become attached to it though, it's like the John Green quote

I liked my kindle because it was practical but still prefer books. But slowly it crept up on me - this object was with me everyday and offered escapism that my phone couldn't. I'm also halfway through Gone Girl - it's good but damn those people are not nice!

So now I'm moving on - I've ordered a new one, a Paperwhite, that I'm going to call Meg (I like naming the these things, my phone is called Gilbert).