As I walked along the rows of bookshelves, slowly breathing in the smell of the paper, I relished being in the space, among some of my favorite stories. I reached my hand out and ran it along the backs of the books, feeling the rough surface of the paperbacks and admiring the striking design of the books. There were all matter of colors, from the deepest blacks to the shiniest of golds and the brightest reds. One book in particular jumped out to me, it had this deep blue paperback cover that I had never seen before so I had to take off the shelf. I picked out the book and sat down in a nearby chair. This was truly where I loved to be