Ahh, I miss that smell.

Not of Busan.

And I do miss the smell of MN, but not as poignantly as I probably will come fall.  

I miss the smell of books.  There is something about a book, that smell of the pages when you open it up, it always seems to be the same, no matter what.  I forgot about the smell.  My kindle does not have that 'book' smell.  It's awesome that I can carry nearly all my books with me in a convenient package.  But it doesn't quite provide the satisfaction that the smell and feeling of a book provide.  

I found this book while we were in Seoul.  My friend probably thought that I was absolutely bonkers, I practically hit the ceiling with my excitement.  It's not often that I forget the title AND the author of a book, but somehow with this book only the storyline sticks with me.  I have been trying to track it down for several months, wracking my brain for either the title or the author to no avail.  In the bookstore, the distinctive cover art jumped out at me, causing me to literally knock a stack of books off the shelf.  Now I have my very own copy, and won't have to worry about forgetting it again.  :)