When you open a book to the exact page you were looking for

You cracked the case.

When you pop open that textbook, flip open the yellow pages, or split the spine of that novel right to the spot you’re looking for, it’s a beautiful moment.

Suddenly you transform into a gloomy trench-coat-wearing detective who solves the case just by glancing at the crime scene. Yes, the street’s been taped off, someone’s crying under a blanket on the curb, and the city police are filling out witness statements on their notepads.

That’s when you peel up in a navy blue squad car, calmly light up a cigarette, and then stare at the surrounding buildings for a few minutes with cold, emotionless eyes.

Then you calmly walk back to your cruiser, smile softly, and roll your window down at the local police.

“Page 127,” you mutter with a half smile, before screaming away down the wet city roads.

AWESOME!