Bookstore

I sit here, 
drinking my six-dollar coffee, 
the one that has just drained my bank account, 
looking at the books that I can't afford, 
but simply looking at them makes me feel better, 
makes me feel productive. 

Being present, 
not for anyone but myself, 
it is times like these, 
in bookstores, 
when I feel most at peace, 
most relaxed.

Watching the people pass, 
everything moves slower here, 
at the pace that time intended.