Why I am still a bookdealer

The internet has certainly destroyed the independent bookseller and my business took a loss last year. Boo hoo.

So this morning I went out to put up the open flag and saw somebody had dumped a bag of truly worthless old bestsellers on the front steps of the shop. So I bring the bag in grumbling to myself about having to pay the garbage man to haul this worthless junk away and then I see about halfway down a Margaret Atwood title I haven't read yet and it's a hardcover, too.  So now I'm happy happy it's a beautiful day and I also notice I have no blurred vision, no double vision, no annoying visual affects that make it hard to read today and I remember to be grateful for that.