I’m in a meeting at work taking notes. I ask a few questions, provide some input to the conversation. After the meeting I confirm my assignments and due dates via email and I feel so happy and productive. I love sending those confirmation emails and then using them for my to-do list.
Sometimes I’ll walk out of my way just to pass by my favorite neighborhood library. So many happy memories there. In 1993, I was at the main library in BK, running my fingers along the spines of books and randomly plucking one off the shelf to take home. I remember sitting on the floor looking through the DVD collection circa 2004, and finding Sex and the City. I remember taking my children there circa 2000. and going there to use the computer just last week. Happy times.
Tho I have to admit that I didn’t go to the library much in college even though I lived right next door to it. It was so HUGE and imposing. I think it intimidated me. I went there when I had to look for journal articles, but never for pleasure.
As soon as I graduated and moved to New York, I went straight to the main library—which is big and intimidating and signed up. I’ve been a regular library goer ever since. 14 hours ago