I have always believed that I could live happily in a Barnes & Noble. Endless supply of books and magazines. And, they usually have a Starbucks. What more could I ask for?
I could ask to get those books free. Which is why I think it would be more feasible for me to live in my town’s public library.
Since childhood, I’ve been in love with the library. When I was young, though, I was living in a cruel world. My mom limited the number of books that I could take out! Evil, right?!
(In her defense, I would’ve taken literally every youth book if I was unsupervised.)
Since those days, the library has been updated. It underwent a renovation and is now larger than ever. More to explore!
One thing that hasn’t changed: I am still a frequent library visitor. It’s dangerous, actually. When I walk in, regardless of intention, I leave with an armful. In the middle of a book already? Doesn’t matter. Maybe I already have a few library books out? Ehh, I could always use more. Recently purchased some books at a used book festival? Doesn’t matter! Grab some more!
There’s just something about a library. The smell. The lifetime supply of wonderfully written novels, waiting to be read. Lessons to learn, laughs to be had and tears to cry. Life-changing books! I need to read all of them!
(And fun books, too… Big fan of chick lit.)
I don’t even mind paying fines. I’m usually thinking, you guys are amazing! This is one of my favorite places! You can totally have my dollar!
So, I just wanted to share my obsession. If you need me, I’ll be in the library. Or sitting somewhere just looking at my beautiful stack of books. Or, you know, maybe even reading them, who knows!!