A few days back, I stopped by the @crosswordbookstores in Juhu—and honestly, it always feels like home.
The cozy floors, the inviting shelves, and a collection that goes beyond just the bestsellers. If you’re lucky, you might just stumble upon hidden gems tucked between the popular titles.
This time, I walked away with a new edition of The Convenience Store Woman by Sayaka Murata—what a find.
There’s something so comforting about mornings spent among books, even on the busiest days.
I’m one of those people who rarely rereads a book. There’s always something new on the shelf, waiting to be explored. But this time, I made an exception—and I’m so glad I did.
It all started with the book cover. Something about this new edition of The Convenience Store Woman caught my eye. It felt fresh, quirky, and oddly comforting. I picked it up again, mostly for the aesthetics, not expecting much beyond a quick flip-through.
But the moment I began reading, I realized—I had forgotten almost everything about the story. Which, honestly, happens with most titles I read. And strangely enough, that worked in my favor. It felt like reading it for the first time, with just a faint trace of familiarity.
What surprised me most were the little things I had missed earlier. New anecdotes, subtle emotions, and quiet moments that I somehow overlooked the first time around. This second read made me appreciate the writing even more—the sharp humor, the quiet rebellion, and the beautifully odd protagonist who doesn’t quite fit into the world around her.
Rereading reminded me that stories don’t always stay the same. Sometimes we return to the same pages with new eyes—and they speak to us differently.
Maybe I won’t reread everything from now on, but this one? Definitely worth the revisit.