Right now I’m sitting in the young adult section of the library staring in vague directions. I tried reading a short steam punk story but I couldn’t focus. I have work to do, my netbook is sitting anxiously in my car while not snows outside on the second day of spring. I don’t come here often but I should. I used to and then I started buying books and yet I want to be a librarian. I could have brought my netbook in and decided to work on a strategic plan, but instead I’m sitting here staring blankly around. Occasionally I listen to the conversation in other parts of the library. I think about what it would be like to work in a library, surrounded by books and information and people who love those things. I think, I should have brought a notebook inside with me. This quietness is filling in a arrange way. There are so many less distractions than at my house. I tend to go to restaurants or coffee shops with wifi but the focus turns into primarily about food and drink. Right now I’m hungry and full. I need to drink and nap. My mouth is dry and my head aches. But I’m sitting in quiet surrounded by books and possibilities.
And right now that’s all I need.