night bats
I've been visiting bookshops in the surrounding small towns. They're all so charming. I peruse the staff picks, and soak in the curated atmospheres of each shop. One of them had twenty years' worth of bookmarks taped to the wall; another, a check-out counter of pure delight.
If this were my shop... mentally checking off what I would do differently in each.
I'm reading Frankenstein, taking pictures of neighborhood dying foliage, watching spooky shows: Something Bad Is About to Happen, Midnight Mass, and Carrie, writing in a new B6 Life Noble Notebook, drinking lots of herbal tea, losing sleep bc everyone in my house is a night bat🦇
