I don't know what comes over me, or why. Book madness, I suppose. Bookstruck, as if I'd stood and stared at the spines on the shelves for too long without blinking.
Somehow, I got it in my head today that I wanted, no, that I must read a biography of Coco Chanel. I went charging off into the internet only to find that there are a great many books about her. A dazzling array.
Now I'm confused: Which bio should I buy-o?
Maybe I should just dab on some perfume and lie down until this mood passes.