Too Much Walking and Too Many Books

A week ago I visited my future school for preview day. I am far too out of shape for the amount of walking that I did that day but it was mostly worth it (I feel the need to mention how much I hate stairs). I sat in a room with other prospective English students and felt like I belonged there. I went to a secondhand clothing shop and felt like I belonged there. I went to a bookstore and felt like I belonged there. I’ve never felt such a strong feeling of home in places besides actual, literal homes.

Speaking of the bookstore, I fell in love. The place was stocked full of vintage things–books, posters, magazines, newspaper clippings three times older than I was. The place was hot, cooled only with a single fan, and the woman working didn’t have any kind of cash register. She wrote every purchase down in a notebook, which boggled and endeared me in equal parts. The store had a section dedicated to the Beats and so naturally I left with a book about the women of the Beat generation. Naturally.

I go back in June for orientation and there are two other bookstores that I want to peruse. When will I ever read all of my books, you ask? Good question. Anyways. -L

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