New Port Richey

I woke up in a not-so-great mood today. I've just been feeling down lately and I can't seem to shake it off. I really don't care to go into detail about it however. Today my mother and I went to New Port Richey for several hours. It was a relaxing ride and Country music filled our car. The first thing we did was go to a used bookshop called The Paperback Exchange. I browsed and browsed, but I could not find anything I wanted. I knew it would not be my last time in a bookshop today so I left with hope. We ate lunch at Golden Corral, which is unusual since we rarely go to buffets. I haven't been to a Golden Corral since I was a child. I ate grilled chicken, macaroni and cheese, sweet potato fries, and fried shrimp.  The food tasted better than I remembered, so I that's a good thing. Now as for the reason we decided to go to New Port Richey in the first place: I wanted to visit Books-A-Million. We don't have one in Tampa and I've never been to one until today. I really liked it, but I still think Barnes & Noble is better and more organized. The only thing I like better at Books-A-Million is the coffee served. Books-A-Million serves Joe Muggs coffee and Barnes & Noble serves Starbucks. I purchased a latte and proceeded to look at the books. Honestly, I thought it smelt a bit strange in there and this is coming from someone who loves the smell of old books. That's not what it smelt like in there, I just can't describe the odor. Again, I didn't find anything I liked. I don't know what's been up with me lately. I just haven't felt like myself. I'm in a dark place mentally and I hope I get better soon. It rare for me to go into two bookstores in one day and not be able to find a single book that I'm interested in. I just wasn't trying, which is a shame because I don't plan to return to New Port Richey any time soon. It's not a very exciting place. My favorite part about today was taking the back roads to get back to Tampa. We passed farms, wooden areas, and beautiful hidden homes. It was just nice.



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