I am a tad bit tipsy from two pints of cider Strongbow. I did not drink in the last 48 hours at all.

The music is haunting and delightful truly, very smooth, and like if I was visiting a dusty second hand old black man bookstore in saint bruno, where I grew up.  Libra it was called that shop in the mall, 1km from home and across from my primary school. I was always there, picking up ayn rand, saul bellow, and others and many national geographics.

When I met hubby, at 19, a decade late, he was still holding shop. So hubby got to meet the old black man, the only black man I knew growing up. It is special that he met him: this Libra bookseller owner educated me with readings growing up. He also suggested tolkien I think.