why untitled, unwritten?

I once labeled everything before it was written, until I found it kept too many words away. Now I am leaving the unwritten untitled, until it grows into a name.

Monday, April 9, 2012

No. 6

It's National Library Week.  After finally mustering up the courage to pay all my old fines for overdue books (though I couldn't look the woman at the counter in they eye while doing so), I have finally become a regular at the library again.

As much as I love wandering a bookstore, there is something to a stack of library books that gets me, too.  It's sort of like when you buy a used book and realize someone else has read those pages before--maybe smiled on that line, wiped a tear away on this one, and sighed through the final pages.  With a library book, though, you become a piece of the book's story, another reader to turn the pages and pass it along.

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