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dream day in lawrence
To all my Lawrence readers: if you could have a dream day in Lawrence what would it be? I finally had mine Friday. After my early class ended, I headed to Mass St. to roam. It’s my favorite place to wander. I had called The Dusty Bookshelf earlier to check on a book, and Josiah answered ordering me to come by and hang out. Carless and desperate, I had Ferrell drop me off and escaping the bitter cold and vicious flurries, I opened the door and started perusing the stacks. I tried my hardest to find the section I was looking for without any assistance, but alas I failed. Tyler, another Dusty Bookshelfer, set down her duster and guided me straight to the travel section. In less than a second, my eyes had jumped to the shiny blue spine reading: The South American Handbook 2006 edition by Fodors. I went around the corner to the neighboring nook with bookshelf walls of different genres. This nook houses the comfy green felted arm chair, referred to by some as “Alice’s chair”. Alice is the store cat with giant eyes.
so good! i saw you on the dream day in lawrence. i think mine would be really similar. except mine would include traveling to a mythical land in my imagination via a classical text
my new blog post is shaping up, but i need some time to work on it. it's something that has been so seriously on my brain for weeks, i def need to talk to you about it, i think you're one of the few to understand (i think it will be met with harsh criticism). ok, see you sooN! (tomorrow?)
THANK YOU. i needed a good excuse to sit and daydream. first of all, my dream day is a dream night and happens in the spring, or summer. it involves: riding my bike on mass when everyone else is stumbling on the sidewalks, climbing the trains..laying on my back..looking at the stars..swatting the mosquitoes, climbing jrp sitting up there for at least an hour looking at mass st./the river/pretending the hotel wasn't monopolizing lawrence's little skyline, THEN driving around listening to my most recent mixtape around my clinton lake loup. with lots of thinking time/talking time sprinkled throughout, of course.