I love libraries. Always have, always will. So when confronted with the task of finding somewhere to explore, I chose the library. After a little poking around this afternoon, I found myself in the Paterno Reading Room on the Pattee side of the library. I chose a table and got comfy.
Large, dusty volumes line the plentiful shelves along almost every inch of the wall space. A beautiful high ceiling makes it seem spacious and expensive. Students sit at various tables complete with little green reading lamps - typing furiously, poring over textbooks - and separating the two ends of the room filled with wooden tables are colorful, squishy arm chairs. Many students residing in these arm chairs are actually sleeping, which is quite amusing to me.
This space just smells like knowledge. It's so college-y. I can almost feel my IQ rising by just sitting here, surrounded by everything and everyone. This place is almost an oxymoron. There is complete silence, but yet there is so much happening at once - I can hear the room buzzing in my subconscious. I'm curious to know what is going on in each individual mind. I want to ask, "What are you studying? Why is this topic important to you?" I would inquire, but breaking the silence would be sacrilege.
The books, the people, and the atmosphere are just fantastic. I can't help but feel like I'm a part of something important in this beautiful place of learning.
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