Those two nights we hung out at a 24-hour bookstore in Taipei City. Neither of us showed concern of time passing too quickly! Anxiety only kicked-in when it was close to midnight.
Fortunately we were able to catch the last train, but needed to take a cab from the train station to where we were staying. Buses’ operations have already ended by then.
Two nights in a row, the same cab driver picked us from the station. Such coincidence! On the second night, he greeted us with a smile and made a friendly comment of us working late every night.
We weren’t working, we were just too happy in the realm, of books.
Why can’t we have 24-hour bookstore/诚品书店 locally?