Anyway, back to the book sale. There were a lot of old books there, which is ok, but also they were adult books. I still found a few things though! I have plenty of books to read right now, I won't go on a shortage any time soon!
I also just finished Gabby Douglas's autobiography which was GREAT! I'll do a review on it shortly, I've been busy with play stuff going on, you know.
But back to used books. Don't you just agree that there's something charming from books that come from somebody else's hand? It's like they have their own story behind the pages, things they've been though, stuff like that. Plus you don't know who's had it, and each person has their own story and you never know what experiences they've shared. Just something mysterious. Like they've seen more of life than me, that they're wiser than me, had more experiences. (I know books can't really see, bla-bla-bla)
So, short post tonight, but I just thought I'd share that.