Libraries are so comforting. I love the idea of being surrounded by a large collection of my own books. All ordered and shelved, looking attractive and impressive in their bindings. I love the idea of someone coming in and seeing my books and getting excited at the titles, sharing their love for the same books as I do. I love the idea of walking into the room, picking out a favorite and sitting down in a comfy chair to read for an afternoon. An endless supply of books that make me happy to be an English major rather than the ones that just make me feel burdened and weighed down by saying the same thing over and over. That sounds so good to me right now.
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