(From the blog Inside Out, Tuesday, September 26, 2006)

Word Salad

SO. I’m in love with a bookstore. I’ve been thinking about this all day and how i just wanted to come on here and write about it but I haven’t had 2 minutes to myself all day…until right now. I do apologize for my severe lack of blogs, its just that my life is one big crazy whirl wind at the moment, but I will vow to keep on top of things here since I do enjoy this even if only one or two people read these things. Its become my muse. Anyway, Aqua Books. If you haven’t been, you should go. Right now. Turn off the computer and GO. If i could have a roll-away cot placed anywhere in the world I would put it in Aqua Books. That way I could just lay amidst the thousands and thousands of books and read for days on end. I have always been quite impressed with Winnipeg’s selection of used book stores. Winnipeg is teeming with used books, absolutely ooozing. But they are all a far cry from Aqua books (except maybe Burton Lysecki..but that is now a thing of my past) and all of their books are under 10 dollars. That’s the big kicker, not one over 10! awesome! today i bought The Subtle Knife (which is the sequel to the Golden Compass of which I have 2 chapters left and will finish tonight in my bed) for 4 dollars! and then I found A Wrinkle in Time for 3 dollars! and I bought some Grimm’s Fairy Tales…Oh the Golden Compass is SO GOOD. We’re reading it for one of my classes and geeze, I just don’t know why I didn’t ever read it as a child. I will make sure I read it to my children. Anyway, this whole book store thing (I have latched on, its true) has really re-ignited my longing to own a used bookstore of my own. But the question that remains is how do i even start that? because i don’t want to sell my own books, they’re like friends to me…parts of me. I couldn’t part with them. So how do I aquire multitudes of good books to re sell? If anyone reading this has any suggestions, I’ll take them. Maybe I should seriously research this. Can you imagine…I think I would live in my bookstore. Have an attatched house area…little bunks, a fireplace…and old wooden table, a cup of tea. Its all I’d ever need (well I’d also like to have a family to live in there with me) and we’d read and talk about the adventures of so and so…and dream of other places and other worlds. I think one of the reasons i love The Golden Compass so much is that it is set in an entirely different world. A world in the North where the stars sparkle like diamonds and the aurora dances above. A world where witches are kind and fly about on cloud-pine and wear crowns of tiny red flowers over their coal black hair…where bears talk and rule kingdoms, where every human has an external soul, or daemon to keep them company. I think this is the most compelling part, and the daemon takes a form to represent the person it is attached to. So i keep wondering what form my own daemon would be, and I can’t quite decide. Anyway, I can’t wait to write a paper about this one. A+. Ok so you should all expect a call sometime in the future with an invite to visit me in my bookstore…we’ll have tea and hot apple crisp. here’s my few words of insight for the night…whatever you love, you should persue…and whomever you love, you should let know. because isn’t that the whole point of being here? and things can change so fast. And its A-ok to have down days. so many people are in the mindset that everything needs to be happy and ok all the time. hell no, i say. I have more down days than most (well, according to me..) and i think we NEED them. we need time to become quiet with ourselves and truly FEEL. and crying is ok too. I always feel so refreshed and clean after I’ve cried. it’s so healing and so normal. we should all cry more often…it’s become almost a taboo, to cry in front of others. But I think it is so important to let those who are close to you in to that vulnerable side. I don’t cry a lot, or in front of many people, but those who have been with me during those times are the people I trust and care about the most in this world. There’s something bonding about being vulnerable with someone you are close too. It just brings you that much closer. Ok I’ve gone waaaay off on a ramble. I guess I haven’t talked to anyone today about all of my musings…I always have a lot of thoughts, and when I lived with more people ther was always someone to ramble on to. But now its just a lot of talking in my head..thoughts swirling and swirling. I don’t think my mind ever rests. Even in dreams I am musing…last night I dreamt that I went to new york. it was awesome. i saw all the sights, and i think Jennifer Aniston was there showing me around (you know, best friends) and someone gave me a fist full of money and i went shopping. lalala. oh and then erin was there but i was acting like a fool and she didn’t want to be seen with me, which is weird because we usually act like fools together…not sure. ok well it’s now 1030 and i need to go finish the golden compass and endure another night of labored breathing. horrah! ten-four…peace out. K

posted by Twisty @ 10:06 PM