Yesterday my library was closed. Thankfully, I was out of town for the day. I traveled with my wife to the east side of the state for a gymnastics meet. She judged all day and I visited the library.
The library was giant, beautiful, and busy. My library is none of those things.
I did not like being in a different library. Nothing against the library I was visiting, but it just wasn’t home: I couldn’t find anything, I was greeted by name, new books didn’t have their own section, they didn’t have WiFi in the children’s room.
I managed to get about 5 hours of reading in while I was at the library, but the whole time I missed home. I can’t wait for 1:00 today where I can visit MY (home) library.