Curiosity feeds the cat. True story.
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April 17, 2011There’s something exciting when I enter a bookstore. It’s like you’re standing out there and spotted somebody you didn’t expect seeing, you rush towards that person and hug for the longest ten seconds of your life. Basically, that’s how I feel when I see the book I wanted to read. It also means I’m a loser that way. Who gives a fuck anyway? Ever since I have this pent up fantasy (since we’re on the subject of repressed emotions) of getting stucked and locked inside a bookstore or a library (not the creepy ones). That’s how much crazy ideas I have up there. On the brighter and less sappy side, that’s also how I widen my horizons. Limited as I’ve always been stuck in a very energy-consuming job, I find visiting libraries or bookstores a very refreshing and relieving exercise. A quick fix, as they say, to cut us from the tyranny of our corporate drone-like lives. Someday I will have a library. But first I have to finish these pile of books lying around my room. Ah, life. When will you be as easy as taking leak?
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exactly the same way? boy, aren’t we fucked up or what? lol I have goodreads! We’re friends already!
Posted by joycerica at April 19, 2011, 11:47 pmAll comments are moderated. Your comments will not appear here unless approved by the blog owner. Thank you.
I feel the same when I’m inside a bookstore.
Meanwhile, you have Goodreads yet?
It might give you a little bit of “inspiration” or “goal” or whatever to start reading all those books. 
Posted by LS at April 18, 2011, 12:24 am