Saturday, November 1, 2008

Thursday, October 30, 2008

Looking for a book I'm not sure exists, I see a girl dancing by herself to music I can't hear - in a library of all places.  
I quickly leave the aisle, not wanting to gawk, feeling judgement coming on.
She wasn't dancing wildly, just gently swaying as she examined the Ws.  And I'm somewhat sure I've done the exact same thing.
But maybe not in a library.