We all have flights of fancy. Some have thoughts about the pool boy in smaller shorts but not me. I dream about bookstores.
I hear of magical places that are a mix of a cafe, library, and a bookstore all rolled into one. They are not a new phenomenon and I would love them, if I ever found one. Unfortunately, no buildings of such wonder spring up where I live.
There is a bookstore in my town. It is a small brick building where the shelves are old wood and very close together, so close it makes navigating with my wheelchair nearly impossible. If you spend too long in one section, (15 minutes) they can kick you out. There is nowhere to sit down and one woman works there who really shouldn't be in customer service. Still, if I want to go to a bookstore, that is my only choice.
Can you see why I dream?
Have you ever been to an excellent bookstore? If so, where was it?