I love going to the library. I love spending time there simply exploring the what appears to be an unlimited collection of novels and soaking up the atmosphere all the while surrounded by the countless shelves of books, books and more books! Once I finish browsing and find myself with an armful of borrowed books, some of which I have randomly selected and others that I have set forth to collect I stuff them in a random tote bag, acutely eager to get home, get a proper look at the beautiful books I borrowed, and start reading!
Once I get home, I plop myself down and rummage through the bag, and it honestly feels like it’s Christmas, and and Santa( He does EXIST!) just dropped this off and I always feel incredibly excited. Despite having knowledge of almost all the books in the bag, it’s just delightful to sift through it, pick up a random book, read the blurb or a chapter. In some cases I may have forgotten about a book I took and this only serves to significantly increase the the incredible feelings of excitement and joy!
But all in all?