I have very fond memories of going to the library as a child, especially during elementary school. We would get to go to the school library once a week and that time was next to sacred in my mind. If you think about it, it makes sense. Sacred places are usually filled with calm, peace, quiet, a place for meditation, learning, and growth.
That said, working at the library has tainted my euphoric memories a bit, mainly because..it's not as quiet as I remember. I swear there always used to be a librarian creeping up somewhere telling you to be quiet. Not so much anymore. Kids running all over the place. Meetings. Cell phones. Teenage drama. It all takes place in the library now. Who knew?
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