yesterday joan and i ventured to the downtown la artwalk, it being her first time and my third. i ended up with a brown bag of three hardcover books due to the opening of some bookstore in one of the art galleries and a massive one dollar book sale. needless to say, i am very excited to start reading again. something about hard cover books makes me want to read. i want to say its a combination of rarely having gotten to buy pricier hard cover books over soft cover chapter books as a child and that crisp crackle when you open the book and every time you turn a page.
we finally leave the gas chamber of sweat and humidity and make it back out on the streets of downtown, swiveling our eyes and heads left and right to decide which galleries to check out next. we spot a whole barricade of police officers and just watch the whole intersection get blocked off..
