Library
So I walked into my childhood library this afternoon, because I wanted a place to work. And it was like stepping into the past. They'd changed things around and painted part of it purple, but I still felt exactly the same, and spent a good 5 minutes walking around the children's section being like “and I want to read that, and that, and that...” It was like walking out of my current life and back into one where my primary preoccupation was burrowing into books, when my whole life was encapsulated into a cheery little town in New Jersey, instead of spread thin across the entire world.
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I'm tempted to spend like 5 consecutive days camped out in the library reading through the middle-grade section while I'm here. Instead of an escape from the routine of school and childhood normalcy, it'd be an escape from the kinetic chaos and digital work/life stress of my current life. Wouldn't help much with making rent, though.
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I'm tempted to spend like 5 consecutive days camped out in the library reading through the middle-grade section while I'm here. Instead of an escape from the routine of school and childhood normalcy, it'd be an escape from the kinetic chaos and digital work/life stress of my current life. Wouldn't help much with making rent, though.