Monday, September 14, 2009

Library Love

I had forgotten how much I love libraries.

The smells--old paper, leather bindings, canvas covers, dust.

The rows upon rows of shelves--books stacked up from floor to ceiling, the maze-like arrangements of them.

The immense quiet peppered with small sounds--a page turning, the shuffle of feet, a snippet of whispered conversation (so easily overheard).

The feeling of stumbling into this other world, quite unlike any other--turning a corner and seeing nothing but books. It's easy to feel like the only person in a library. It's a place to think, to read, to get lost amongst the vast towers of books.

It feels good to rediscover such a long lost love.

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On the topic of libraries, there's a song that mentions libraries, and even though it isn't really about libraries at all, I always think of it as "that library song." It starts off:

Spent a week in a dusty library, waiting for some words to jump at me.

It's Camera Obscura's French Navy--a poppy, catchy tune with a pretty sweet video.
I thought you might just enjoy it.

1 comment:

  1. I'm with you on the library sentiments.
    (And Camera Obscura is great. Thanks for sharing the video.)


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