The Anderson library inspires me. When I lack creativity or feel like a sole-less shoe after a long day of teaching, a walk through the doors of the library is a breath of fresh air. I think it's the knowledge of all the knowledge inside. Redundant. But for a recovering sick-ee, it's about all I've got. Which is why I'm returning to the library. Tonight. Plus, two overdue books are putting pressure on my spleen.
Wednesday, February 13, 2008
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