Today is World Book Day.
I thought of the library yesterday and realized, I miss the library.
Going to the library is my hobby, my passion, my pastime. It's where I go when I need information or am looking for a particular book. It's where I go when I'm restless.
Where I go to check out of this world and into another.
It doesn't cost anything, nobody expects anything from me while I'm at the library, I get to pick and choose what I like, and I leave with stacks of books that make me feel as though I'm holding all I'll ever need.
I'm hopeful the library will do curb-side pickup or find some way we can get books again.
I miss the library.
Where words and paper come together