The Awe of the Library

I am in love with the library.

 

The kind of love that, when you see it, you can't help but smile.

I walk between the narrow stacks, close my eyes, and revel in the feeling of Knowledge.

I can smell the words, the paper, the history.

All I can hear is the swooshing sound produced by the friction of my jeans and the occasional footsteps.

I see bright flourescent lights illuminating bright and/or faded covers.

The feeling of the hardbacks and the pages has always been endearing to me.

I have a feeling I will be very hesitant to buy a Kindle or anything like it.

I just like the feel of the book too much.

I am constantly in awe in the library.

I am also a little overwhelmed.

I want to check something out but I don't know what I would pick.

There are so many things, most of which are the kind I don't usually read.

I should.... but I don't.

As an English/English Education Major with an intense interest in Literature, you'd think I'd read classics.

Maybe I will pick up something today or tomorrow.

Challenge myself a little.

I'll just go to the front desk and ask,

"How is the library set up?",

"Where can I find (this book)?"

We all know how much I love to talk to strangers. :D