off to the bookstore

thinking.

i felt today as if i was meant to read "oh, the places you'll go!" by dr. suess.  my roommate told me about it once, and i felt as if it were to die for.  today, i walked around being hazy and discouraged and i ran right into this book, for the very first time.  i read it as i stood in the bookstore with random people walking around, front to back.  i didn't buy it, but i feel i was meant to read it; i feel i am meant to own it, eventually.

i also found books on peace and appreciating more in the world than consumeristic aspects.  i didn't buy any of the books, but i went in search of meaning and i think i found it.  however, the meaning has yet to set in.