A few days ago I did something I haven't done in a long time--walked to my neighborhood bookstore, Sandmeyer's.
I love the hardwood floors in Sandmeyer's. Some boards creak when you step on them. It also smells like wood, a smell I associate with books and therefore love.
There were two reasons I hadn't visited there in forever.
Drifting Away From The Bookstore
One reason is that I've spent since April 22 recovering from a broken foot.
A lot of that time I was in casts (photos of the ...
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