I hate the feeling that summer is fading away...

I do love a cool summer day. This one was not entirely optimal as it started off with me only having had 4 hours sleep, bummer. That's the price one pays for the drive-in-double-feature-best-Friday-night-of-my-summer-yet. But anyway, after a few quiet moments wandering around Taylor's campus I had a good conversation with a friend about spiritual matters...which, ironically, left me feeling less spiritually inclined despite us successfully staying on topic for at least 15-20 minutes. But essentially what I concluded was that knowledge is disappointing. It is luring, and has its uses, but doesn't actually force me to act in accordance with it. It sounds really simple when I put it out like that--but its also frustrating because I can't continue to live in denial that more knowledge is going to make me who I want to be. Anyways, I remembered I still needed a birthday present for my Dad and had been intending on going to Hyde Brothers for sometime--so I spent a good hour aimlessly wandering and rubbing my allergy ridden eyes/nose. I love the feeling of Hyde Brothers, not merely because it's an amazing bookstore, but it's like a book CAVE--so I can successfully manage to feel so secluded that I can forget that other things exist outside of the 12 foot shelves surrounding my every move. I can entertain thoughts of reading Moby Dick or Mediterranian cook books, or any number of books on why America is jacked or why FDR was amazing or even simply hold a tattered, fragile, valuable book hardly bigger than my hand. I got a Henri Nouwen book, a book of Inaugural speeches for my Dad, and a book by Gandhi that looked interesting and hopefully I will get to read before I turn 30. And then the rest of the day has been a blur of Gilmore Girls, reading Henri, walking through buildings, and entertaining various thoughts of my next adventure.