Oh, to spend the day in a quiet bookstore with a steaming cup of coffee, rain beating down outside the window as I lose myself in the world my imagination constructs with the aid of the book in my hands..
I can almost get a whiff of the wonderful smell of freshly brewed coffee mingling with the distinctly comforting scent of books, both old and new, and the freshness of the rain soaked air as the door opens every now and again to admit a slightly bedraggled customer or two.
A proper, quaint little book cafe, filled with books from wall to wall. Oh, to spend a quiet evening in such a place!
But for now,... I dare only dream.
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- wild orchid
- I write what I feel and as such, my posts are all opinion based. Feel free to disagree -- they may seem conclusive, but this is only because it's easier to write that way :)
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