I was at a bookstore yesterday. Just browsing books, but with an intention to pick up a book definitely. The joy of walking in a bookstore is in no comparison to anything else. I can spend hours at the store and I do it with no qualms whatsoever. Nothing was any different yesterday.
Yesterday, I happened to spot - The Arabian Nights - Volume 1 and it had been such a long time that I had read this book. So I picked it up with sheer excitement to start reading.
This book is my next read and any book to onset a new journey comes with tiny butterflies in my tummy. They are already fluttering inside, while I finish my current read and start the next read.
