feeling listless

Books Someone has found one of my BookCrossing drop offs, just as I was getting downhearted. I left Calling B for Butterfly at a Starbucks in Liverpool City Centre... the findee (is that a word?) wrote:

"I found it in Starbucks in Liverpool on August the 26th have not read it yet, but plan on doing so. And then am planning to pass it onto a friend who will then release it into the wild!"

So the book was knocking around the top floor of the coffee house for about ten days before someone decided to take it home. Wonder who else read it.