Last week, I spent a lot of time doing one of the things I love most in the world--flipping through fictions. At least that's how I see the time spent in book stores or record stores. The images and descriptions, covers and illustrations, jacket flaps and song titles all collide in my mind to form a collage of converging imaginations that I've always found inspiring.
As much as I enjoy the treasures I walk away with, I also find the search rewarding. I don't get that same experience shopping over a computer. Sure, I find what I want, but I don't feel any interaction with the imaginations contained within the work. My belief that a world without record stores or book stores would be a dull one has once again been confirmed.