For someone who embraces the latest and greatest technology, I sometimes resent how it has caused real printed books and real bookstores to be progressively obsolete.
I was watching a movie the other day where two people meet in a bookstore. They’re both browsing the aisles and run into each other in Personal Growth. The next thing you know, they’re married. This really happens. At least it’s one of my fantasies.
I love walking into a bookstore completely clueless about what I want to read. I can wander from the New Releases table to the Fiction section, over to Nonfiction, and finally to Mysteries. I might not buy anything, but I’ve just spent an hour or two cushioned by paper.