Going to the library

A few days ago I went to the library to pick up a book I'd requested. When I'd looked it up online, I found it wasn't in my local library's collection, so I searched in the Merrimack Valley Library Consortium's catalog, but it wasn't there either. Not to worry -- the Commonwealth Catalogue links to every library in the entire state of Massachusetts! Sure enough, I found not one but two copies of the book (a collection of stories by Roger Zelazny), requested it, and in a couple days' time got the email notice it was in at my local library waiting for me.

So that day, as I say, I went to the library to get it. Smiled at a little girl in mom's arms leaving as I headed to the front door; chatted a bit with the librarian as I checked out; walked out with a big smile on my face....

And realized, by golly, every time I go to the library it makes me happy. It's my happy place.