Nothing pulls at the imagination like searching in a used bookstore. You can find that missing book to your collection, one you never heard of, some leading you in a new thought. All adventures in a world often of same next to same.

I always look for the most worn cover edges. The turning of those pages often carry the most interest, especially the ones with margin notes and marks. You wonder about who left them and why, a student or someone moved by a passage.

You ponder where they might be now, what the reading meant to their lives. For a moment the notes from the “Cages Skylark” or “Wild Swan” take you away, make you think, all while enjoying the small edges of life you found…