There is something absurdly wonderful about being lost in a library.
Just finished The Handmaid’s Tale (Margaret Atwood). Fame well-deserved. On to Joyce’s A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man (but hopefully not too soon).
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Thank you, fairy god{mo|fa}ther. :)
libraries are wonderful. however i can’t remember having read fiction there for a long, long time. should try that out again.
I remember getting lost in my first year, I actually contemplated how I would survive at night, huddling in one of the corners, making a fire out of yesterday’s newspapers (burning books is sacrilege!). Once I got out, the first thing that came to my mind was that somewhere between the bookshelves in the library would be an excellent place to make out :D Now that I know the layout of the library however, I no longer think that is feasible :P
~bheekling
The survival scene is from some movie — something about an ice age hitting the planet.
The other plan is infeasible because of the layout only? :P
That movie had people burn books on taxes :P
Ouch, you’re right :(