Yesterday I had the privelege of doing something that many people might find
dull, but something I enjoy... sitting in a bookstore.
Barnes and Noble to be exact. We had driven into the city and I decided to have a
relaxing few hours to read and relax and think, because the cozy feeling of
bookstores that I so love allows for that.
I walked in and headed for an open, cozy, cushy chair right in front of the
magazines. I am always ecstatic to spend time in a bookstore because you can learn
so much and read up on any subject you would like to learn about... although
yesterday the magazines seemed to interest me quite a bit.
If the bookstores near you are anything like mine, then you are probably amazed
by the number of magazines there are like I am... I had never thought about it
until yesterday when I was sitting there near the end of the wall of magazines
and I looked down to the other end of the wall- there were more magazines than
I could probably ever count.