Wednesday, March 3, 2010


bookstores, to me, are like a mothers arms. They are where I go when my nerves need soothing and my soul needs healing.

And this book store is one of my favorites. It takes up a full city block, and has a full stone basement with all sorts of little rooms and tons of records. I felt strange taking pictures in public. I need to get over that. This is a perfect bookstore. A coffee shop, chairs EVERYWHERE, stacks and piles of books all over the place.

It is one of the most comfortable places I can imagine being.

1 comment:

Sara said...

Sounds interesting! I find that taking pictures in public makes people act weird. The dodge, stare and run away. Whip out that camera! :)