Jason (jcreed) wrote,

Today someone asked me where the library was. This is not to be taken as surprising, ordinarily.

I was, however, in the library at the time. Surrounded by, you know, shelves of books. And tables set with lamps with green translucent lampshades. And leather-covered chairs with curvy wooden legs. And, in the room the guy just came from, if memory serves, a wall occupied with the obsolete but still quite physically present remnants of rows of drawers of the library catalog on small cards.

Things that would typically convince a person looking for a library that they have successfully reached their destination.
Tags: life

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