I like cancelled plans. And empty bookstores. I like rainy days and thunderstorms. And quiet coffee shops. I like messy beds and over-worn pajamas. Most of all, I like the small joys that a simple life brings.
I thought this meant bookstores with no books in them at first and it got me so insanely frustrated to think of walking into a bookstore and there being no books and I cant describe how much this angers me.