After I finished my shift at work yesterday I had to head into town to complete a few errands, such is the mature, adult life that I now lead. So far, so boring eh?! Anyway, I was passing through the Saturday market section of the town centre as I walked, bag in hand replete with shaving foam to keep my dome shiny and hair free, I came upon a market merchant that sells books.
“Okay, I’ll just stop for a minute to have a browse” I thought to myself.
And browse I did. For at least twenty minutes. I could not help but keep looking through the surprising amount of tomes, some old and others somewhat new, that he had available and I found that I was doing something I had not done for a long time. I was looking intensely for some volumes of great and particular interest to me, like searching for those personal treasures that make you go “Ooh!” in paper and hardback form.
My work shift was nothing out of the ordinary and my errands in town were mundane but I truly appreciated the fact that I was unexpectedly sidetracked in the most welcome of ways. This reaffirmed that we can discover moments or situations of remarkable intrigue without the slightest notion of a plan to go looking for them. I came away with parts two and three of a trilogy by the famed fantasy writer R.A. Salvatore and I was quite chuffed with these additions to my book shelf and for a bargain too. I have just recently sought out part one to complete this little collection.
So folks, if you have the time and the inclination, don’t pass up an opportunity to explore the unexpected and you may come away feeling pretty darn good about your otherwise drearily dull afternoon. And later there was cake, confusing conversation and copious amounts of questionable commentary about the nature of perception and belief. But that’s another story.
Forged From Reverie.