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A room I’ve always dreamed of.

Kids usually dream of owning big houses with swimming pools when they grow up, occupying awesome jobs like astronauts and firefighters and detectives, they dream of the day when they’d have a swimming pool in their backyard which they could jump into from their bedroom window… so compared to them, I’m definitely a little under-ambitious. Well okay I still would like that swimming pool.

I, however, the little bookworm that I was, always dreamed of having my own personal library. Along the years my reading tastes might have changed, my job choice changed, my personality changed… but my desire for a library remained strong and consistent. I can picture it clearly as if I were actually holed up in it.

Ha. I wish. Continue reading “A room I’ve always dreamed of.”