There is a certain magic that I feel in bookstores.  It’s a sense of wonder, of possibility, of excitement at all the knowledge waiting to be learned and stories waiting to be enjoyed.  A thousand lifetimes would be insufficient to absorb it all.

Oddly, I don’t have the same feeling in a library.  Sure, the books are free to borrow, and some libraries now sell espresso, but there’s something lacking in the experience.  Have I been brainwashed by Barnes and Noble to prefer ownership over community?  Is the bookstore more convenient and better stocked?  I wonder.

(This post is part of the 100/100/100 challenge)