Who would have ever thought.

When I was a kid, my mom had a work-at-home job selling children books. Then when I was in middle school my mom had her own children bookstore for 3 years or so. So, needless to say, I've grown up surrounded by books and a mom that always told me "go read a book" if I informed her I was bored or had nothing to do. So, I sort of formed a "love-hate relationship" with reading. Actually just a "hate-relationship" because I felt like needing for read was being shoved down my throat all the time. Well, come to find out, at twenty one years of age, I've actually cultivated an interest in reading. I believe the word "miracle" came to mind as I just typed that last sentence. And one of the places that I've been visiting on occasion is the unique Chamblins Bookmind. It's a maze of endless books.