Sep 5 2021 | Sunday

Hello, sweet potato.

Let me tell you about Mr. Book Mark. Mr. Book Mark came to my head quite unexpectedly, and introduced himself to me. I was happy to make his acquaintance.

Every time I thought about him, it made me chuckle, maybe because I kept imagining a man-bookmark hybrid wearing a tuxedo and sunglasses, saying, "The name's Mark, Book Mark." Sometimes I saw him driving a flashy sports car, sometimes he was clad in a pair of jeans and T-shirt and had his spectacles on, but every time he said that line, it cracked me up.

I was really happy while I was drawing him, but once I was done and placed him on the corner of my table for the paint to dry, I couldn't fully focus on what I was doing because I kept laughing every time I happened to glance in his direction.

Maybe my sense of humour is juvenile, but I find this hilarious. It'll make me really happy if this makes you laugh. A smile will do, too. Did I make you smile? Just say yes, already.

Thank you for reading.

Sahar Afreen

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