I always keep my old planners. They sort of serve as a diary for me later when I forget what was going on in my life. I was looking through the one from last year right after graduation before I moved up here. I noticed under my list to do when I moved to DC, “Get a library card” was written. Ha, I am such a nerd sometimes.
But it’s true: I love the library!
Growing up the library was the place where I could get anything I wanted–which was certainly not the case for any other store my parents took us to. It was so exciting to explore the long aisles of books and VHS tapes that I could take home and enjoy for the next few weeks.
Today not much has changed, except that my taste has matured from the Berenstain Bears and Ramona to Twilight and He’s Just Not That Into You.