The door chimes open and my body is buzzing with excitement.
Walking through the aisles my hands automatically began to run over the countless books.
Each hold a different story. Different sets of characters facing different adventures.
There is something about the smell of a book shop that makes me happy.
So many new things to discover.
I could spend hours at a bookstore and never grow tired.
A cup of tea and a good book does wonders for the soul.
One of my favorite places. A place where I can be alone yet surrounded by others who feel the same.
A place where I can lose myself in a story.