Today was my first visit to Parnassus Books. I knew it would be a good experience because 1) it felt like home and 2) it smelled like a bookstore.
The store was busy. I perused. I accidentally bumped people with my extra large bag. I noticed that there were more than a few of us in search for that book for that someone (not knowing with certainty the item and person who would match our selections).
I bought a book because it was sitting out of place like a castaway toy. I bought another book because I saw the person in front of me buy it. I bought a book because I had been carrying the title in my purse notebook since I visited an independent San Francisco bookstore two years ago. I bought a book I knew I loved and hoped that the recipient would love it too.
It was a great experience. I felt welcome and for a few long moments I was a bit homesick for my former town and the GBC.
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