At school, we have some classroom sets of books for Literature. Some of the books have gotten older, so I’ve been trying to replace them. I’m sure it would be best if I would carefully plan ahead and order them online. Instead, I’ve been enjoying the rush and excitement of stopping by the local bookstore on a hit-and-miss basis and snapping up whatever copies they have of the particular book I need. The latest one is The Black Pearl by Scott O’Dell. I really like the story.
I had a PTL meeting last night. It was almost 9pm by the time I stopped at the bookstore. It felt weird to be there so late on a weekday. It was mostly empty. There were a few people studying there. I got my book and left. I had sleep to get to!
I like how book stores smell.
An escalator! How fancy! I watched a comedian last week who said, “Escalators are better than elevators. Escalators can never be out of order. They can just become stairs.”