31 Days of Living Art: Bookstore
My soul feels at home in a bookstore. I don't know why, exactly.
I think it's all the different options, all the knowledge that's held in one building, all the stories that are there.
It makes me feel so small but so invincible at the same time. I can't even explain it.
It's the different kind of people looking through the aisles
It's the smell of new books.
It's the quiet but alive atmosphere.
It's the not being able to conquer the whole thing, ever--bookstores are still mysterious no matter how many times I've been in one.
I just have this thing for bookstores, and today I got to spend time in Barnes and Noble and bought some books for some people I love... because I love books and I love buying them for people.
It was a peaceful, short hour I got to spend in one of my favorite places.
I think it's all the different options, all the knowledge that's held in one building, all the stories that are there.
It makes me feel so small but so invincible at the same time. I can't even explain it.
It's the different kind of people looking through the aisles
It's the smell of new books.
It's the quiet but alive atmosphere.
It's the not being able to conquer the whole thing, ever--bookstores are still mysterious no matter how many times I've been in one.
I just have this thing for bookstores, and today I got to spend time in Barnes and Noble and bought some books for some people I love... because I love books and I love buying them for people.
It was a peaceful, short hour I got to spend in one of my favorite places.
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