Dreams & Nocturnes...

I don't pay much attention to my dreams. They tend to be a bit strange and often just prophetic enough to give me really strong deja-vu every now and then. That said, my favorite reoccurring dream is finding myself in the perfect independent bookshop. It's one of those old rambling stores, probably made from an old Victorian house, two or three stories, open, with shelves in every bit of space. There's quirky decorations, crystal balls, telescopes, sextons, and fairytale like bric-a-brac. I even have my favorite shelves I visit every time. There's this amazing fantasy series on the shelves that I check on every time, and I get so excited when I realize there's a new volume.

I wish that one would come true.