S.R. Alexander

Monday, March 8, 2010

My hiding spot

I have a new hiding spot. Its by Brook land station so the sound of the train is never too far.

Sitting in-between rows of books that reach taller than I when standing. I feel surrounded by knowledge next to books written in Latin and German. There is something humbling about opening a book with yellow brittle pages and realizing it was written in the last millennium. It feels humbling to know that you are holding something that has outlived generations and will outlive you too

My hiding spot is on the 5th floor stacks in a university. I sit on a foot stool as I gaze out the small window that starts at the floor. Its beautiful. Watching the people and cars from height and distance. Feeling alone. Feeling private

I love the complete silence, it feels so right to be among books as I begin my journey to writing my own. It feels so right to keep company surrounded by books that have stood the test of time. It is inspiring to know that words are forever.