I went to the library today and brought my camera. The world stops when you take a picture; revolves instead within the turn of the lense.
Just as I prefer paper to screen and ink to pixels, my heart swells inside a brick and mortar library. Alexandria fell and it is predicted that soon my library will tumble down darry into memory and deliverance from Dewey's decimals.
It has been suggested that I embrace the Kindle, but I fear it's sterility and I swear it mocks my shelves. Shelves which cannot be improved upon in their simplicity. A shelf has always been and I determine to fight for the musty book so their bond of friendship can live on into tomorrows.
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