The Bookstore

Yesterday my mom asked if I would go to the bookstore and pick up something for my dad for Christmas. I kind of wanted a new book anyways since I have the same 4 I've been failing to read all year still unread next to my bed. Clearly I need a new book. The bookstore is like home to me. Even great big Barnes and Noble or maybe even more so Barnes and Noble. I remember going into Borders with my dad and him just turning turning us kids loose. As a family we could spend hours there searching for books. Walking into Barnes and Noble yesterday I just felt this sense of peace. I looked at all the people in the coffee shop and thought I just want to read a book here I miss books. So for the next 30 days I also want to get back to reading. Instead of sitting like a potato in front to the couch I want to put myself to bed with enough time to read. Which is good because in addition to my dad's book I got hyperbole and half's book (If you have not experienced hyperbole and a half you must go here immediately: http://hyperboleandahalf.blogspot.com/2010/04/alot-is-better-than-you-at-everything.html), Mindy Khaling's book (Is Everyone hanging out without me? (and other concerns) (it seemed fitting), and The Immortal Life of Henrietta Lack. I'm excited.