I just wanted to say that I worked on a 205-year-old book yesterday and every time I walk out of my internship, I have old book all over my skirts (dust, debris, etc.). I'm geeking out with this internship. I like the feel of the old books and the smell in the stacks of old books. Tomorrow, I might have time to hit up the Dickens' collection. Sometimes I'm the only one in the stacks for an hour or so. So it's just me and the books.
On a similar note, here are some things that I found that describe my current life situation:
(I'm reading 3 books at the moment...)
(last night...)
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