Here, unhurried, one could browse for hours.
Ordinary life drowned, went under.
On the street outside, often cold and wet,
it seemed, were passers-by in overcoats and expressions of care,
but within the shop one leafed through pages in a kind of narcotic dream.
~ James Salter, Burning the Days: Recollection
Image source: Child in Time.
…. such a beautiful addiction though!
This would definitely be your narcotic dream. 🙂
It would….
My feelings in a bookstore…
WMS…across the threshold and into another world. And that escape sounds perfect right about now….
ah, these are some of my favorite places to spend languid hours….
They are…especially the small shops.
Lovely. I lose all sense of time around books. Love it. ☺
So easy to become engrossed, lost in time….intrigued & transported by the adventure of another’s words…such a charming fall photo
Yes, to all that including the transport part. 🙂
Bookstores are some of my favorite places. This one seems magical…I want to go to there! 🙂
Mine too and me too Cristi.