
And I walked out without a single book.
In my lifetime, I have experienced periods of shopping drought. In the grey times, I would go out to buy and return empty handed. But bookstores were always my lifeline. I never thought it would happen that I would walk in and back out without a book when I truly had a need. There were books that I would have bought for just anyday, but not the books I wanted to be my 2 books.
I pondered it on my way home last night. I blame the medication. Really, what else could it be? Of course, it's just Sudafed. Can that really alter a personality? Maybe so.
While I was wandering around the sections of the store, I noticed all the people sitting and reading (at 4:30 on Wednesday. Don't you people have jobs/kids/dinner to cook or something? I mean, the place was crowded) had the same look...the intellectual deep in thought look. Much like The Thinker...chin propped thoughtfully on one hand or a finger while engrossed in reading. Really. All of them. I don't think I look like that when I read. Maybe I should have asked one of those Sudafed-free deep thinkers to pick my 2 books for me.
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