This is what happens when the bookstore restroom is two floors down. And this doesn’t include book titles and authors scrawled in my journal after browsing bookshelves on my way to the first of two escalators I ride to get there:
Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance by Robert M. Pirsig;
Oliver Sachs’ books;
How to be Sick by Toni Bernhard;
Fear and Anger by Thich Nhat Hanh
If you didn’t know me, all you’d have to do is look at the books I read. You’d know me better than my family!