Bookstore hopping

This weekend I decided to treat myself since my co-workers were under the impression that I do not treat myself during the weekend.

I have been bookstore hopping. Meaning, I go into a bookstore not meaning to buy anything but I just sit there and peruse their books and magazines, I read them to my hearts desire and then I leave feeling fulfilled like I've gotten a good dose of study to last me all day.

That is bookstore hopping. The surprising thing to me at first was the fact that no one stops you from reading those books for free, No one compels you to buy or bothers you at all. It is almost a sublime experience. A shopping experience without all the bother. It's amazing, and there are fellow geeks alike seated there perusing, free-reading just like you.

And you sort of map out what every person's interest is from the aisle they sit at, maybe scrawled on the floor or seated on the couch beside it. Me I do them all, except maybe self-help, cooking, biography those sort of human interest sections. I do them all. Thats why I can't take my computer with me because it wouldn't give me enough time to shuffle between the aisles.

The books I perused gave me the formatted brain power for my work. I remember asking myself: so many books get published everyday, good and bad, so why not add another "not so good" one to that mix? I read journals, one in particular that had sold 3 million copies, which to me wasn't so good made me consider publishing mine. But then, I gasped, I already have by putting it in here. I read "beach" books, of which Bridget Jones's Diary falls into that category. I read books on how to write which are really just some person's way of pretending to know the key to good written work when it's basically inspiration. Then, I passed by the banned books section: I never realized Lord of the Flies was a banned book. It was a must-read textbook in my literature class in high school. Why is it banned?

I shall do it some more perhaps tomorrow or next weekend. I spent at least 5 hours combined in 3 different bookstores, isn't that the darnedest thing? The foolish things that give me joy. But I see way too many people in there so I am sure they are enjoying the absorption it just as much as I am.