I’m a dreamer and most people already know that.

I dream of big ideas and small ones. I have dreams that shouldn’t be shared because of their pure absurdity and other dreams that should be shared. Lately, I have been dreaming of a library. Dream big, right? 

I’ve been dreaming of a library ever since going to the campus library. It’s boring and cold most days. If only I had a study like people do in movies – the ones with huge chairs, warm with plenty of candles, and rows and rows of books. Old books too. The kind you can smell the second you break open the cover, with a broken spine from being read so often. Classics and Moderns alike.

I want a big, full library someday.

Oh, to dream is a beautiful thing.