Yesterday Jeffy came in to show me around the U district. We walked down the Ave and got a cup of coffee at Bulldog, then wandered around the quad. I’ve been a little down and as I followed him into a massive beautiful library on campus the Suzzalo, we were walking up the marble steps and I caught a whiff of something that made me smile. Some of my uneasiness from the last couple of weeks ebbed and I let out a deep sigh.
Jeffy: “What? What’s the matter?”
Me: “I smell books.”
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Never seen anyone get wet from moldy old tomes.
All I needed was a cup of good french press, a pillow and I would have been a happy camper. You’d have to come back for me in a week.