Jan 18, 2021
i miss libraries so, so much. i want to smell all those old pages again, read the returned list on the inside of the front cover and wonder why seb davis needed to keep seamus heaney’s ‘death of a naturalist’ for three months. maybe he lost it, or maybe he wanted to keep it a little long, despite the ‘late’ bill. i want to chuckle at the teenager who put ‘mein kampf’ in the children’s section. i want to search for a specific rushdie novel and find it accidentally filed under ‘Q’. i miss libraries. the fumbling humanity of them made me love life, if for just a moment.
