Bookstore browses and coffee dates

There's this little routine I have — Saturday morning I grab a coffee downtown and wander through whatever bookshop I haven't been banned from for spending too long. I'm twenty-nine, a librarian, and yes the stereotype is somewhat accurate. I'm introverted but not shy, if that distinction makes sense. I was in a long-distance relationship that ended in January and I've spent the last few months just being single on purpose, which has been honestly great. But I miss having someone to text random thoughts to at eleven at night. I want a guy who reads something other than his phone, who asks good questions, and who's okay with slow Sundays where we don't do much of anything. Start there.