A Book and a Beer

Bookstores and bars are of the same nature.  Filled with people who are actually very much alike.  

In both you will find yourself amongst a group of individuals all searching for something.  Searching for 

a release, 

a mask, 

an identity, 

an epiphany,

 an escape, 

peace of mind, 

a companion.

These worlds seem to seldom collide, sadly.  But if you happen to see, perhaps, a man with a pint in front of him and an open book in his hands... 

Take note that you are gazing upon a completely content man.

That, or he is insane.  

There may be little difference between the two.  Who knows.