I'm at the library with Sarah Sharp. I'm not doing anything in particular. In fact, I got bored nearly 20 minutes ago. I want to read.
I find I spend most of my free time here at the library. It's very interesting how certain things become sanctuaries. I can kill so many hours here these days. This place brings up so many memories though. I remember being a freshman years ago and watching movies at night on these computers. I remember listening to Stan's iPod, connecting it to other computers, stealing music, saving papers onto it. All kinds of things I couldn't do at home because my computer was simply too old.
I remember biking by this place in weather as cold as it is now, being locked out and having a lot to resent. I would learn how to seek gratitude like a warm blanket.
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