True story. I'm a big reader. I decided that I needed a more uplifting book after all of the sadness I've been reading (A Reliable Wife, about to finish The Road) plus my life being in slight disarray. I needed a quick break from work so I decided to pop over to Barnes & Noble and get The Secret - lame, I know, but its been so hyped up (Sam was reading it in Sex and the City, which I re-watched last week) I was interested and figured I could at least enjoy all of the positive thinking concepts it discusses. Who doesn't like telling themselves how awesome they are? I poked around, not really sure where to find it when I came upon the "Self Help" section. I giggled to myself as I peaked around, only one other guy in the section. Sidenote: I had just noticed how the Advil in my purse jingles around like I'm a pill-popper when I move. I'm browsing about when the guy starts talking to me, asking questions about his friends birthday present and the such. That's right, I was chatted up in the Self Help section of the bookstore. That really just happened.
For future reference, The Secret can be found in the "New Age" section. And my new friend strongly recommends it. I'll let you know what I think.
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