Felt a bit dragged from what seemed to be endless pages of documents from work last Monday. Ironically, I still hungered for some leisure reading as an ice breaker since it’s only the start of the week.
There’s really an inexplicable freedom within the confines of these shelves! Ah, there goes the irony again. Spent at least an hour going around, stopping, touching books and flipping through them. It was quite a battle before I ended up in the counter, but I’m thoroughly enjoying what I have picked up since then: Dan Brown’s The Lost Symbol :)
You bury yourself in a book and the world stretches before you.
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