that feeling

bookstores. 
I have enjoyed the supreme contentment of being in bookstores since I was a very little girl.
My mother would take us into Krochs & Brentanos or Brainard's Books, while shopping, and I could have spent the day there. I do realize that even writing that sentence, my privilege is obvious. 
Libraries are their own version of magic certainly.... but bookstores.... the beautiful covers all displayed on shelves and tables...comfy chairs...magazines! so many magazines I'd never seen in my life. Even the smell was pleasing.  Oh the joy.
Earlier this week I came across a Barnes & Noble and I guess I was surprised because I thought they were all gone...like the Borders of my younger days.
I went in and was immediately transported to that B&N feeling of my youth. It was so good.
I bought one book (applaud my restraint, people!) and looked at dozens.
​ but the real reward was that feeling.