march 16, 2012
the dream: i’m shopping in a kids toy store. i pick up an elaborate book. it’s thick, with some type of plastic for covers. almost like rubber. when i open it i see that the pages are filled with plush toys. like zoo animals and dinosaurs. the color scheme is pleasant and the overall feeling i get is that it’s beautiful. then i look at the price. $125.82. it’s expensive. but i think ‘it’s for my nephew. it’s worth it.’ i just won’t be buying anything else that day.
my thoughts: recently i had seen a post on boingboing.net about richard scarry. i was reminded of the books we had in our house when i was a kid. i had also been thinking of my nephews and how i miss being close to my family.
