I Spilled Coffee on My Sketchbook

I just spilled coffee on one of my sketchbooks. I suppose it adds some character to it. One day my great grand kids will briefly unplug their heads from the master server and trip over a stack of my old books on their way to the bathroom. Then after a brief thumbing through, they’ll deem them quaint and “outdated.” Into the trash they’ll go while my descendants binge watch .5 second clips feed directly into their brains from the GoogleTokstaGram.