The days go by too quickly, the nights go by too slow

[flemmings]

Not true. The nights go by quickly too, and I am always sooo happy to see my lovely comforting bed. I combat the hibernation urge by leaving the blind up on one window, something I'd never have believed I'd do, given my determined efforts to blackout every bedroom I've ever been in. Still not insomniac, in spite of age; still preferring the half-remembered dreams that occupy my sleeps and wakes, to the grey dull light of this warm winter.

Found a webpage listing Toronto bookstores with a thanks to the informant who keeps the list up to date. It's very useful: tells me where all the bookstores I half-recall used to be. I'm not sure Abbey Books- which is now located in Paris, France- even made it into the new millennium, and Atticus has been gone from the other side of the street for over five years. It's Bakka now, moved from the Queen St address given for it some time ago. (Oh, and here's the wiki article listing all the moves. I remember it at all of those locales, including the first: which I suppose I should, given that it didn't move from the first Queen St place until after I came back from Japan.)

Comments

[tagryn]

I was sad to hear that World’s Biggest Bookstore closed a couple of years back. I'd only had the chance to visit once, but it was so huge that its hard to think of it not being there, like some huge battleship or Titanic that ended up lying on the bottom of the ocean.

[flemmings.livejournal.com]

The WWB was an amazing place. More of everything than anywhere else, generally because of more contacts with publishers. Then again, that was because it came to belong to an Evil Empire of bookstores that undercut the indies, but IIRC it didn't start that way.