Why is it that a spirit of wanderlust or adventure exists within each person? What is it about exploration and nature that fills the senses and creates a hunger to go and see the world? I have never thought seriously about the “lust” component of the word “wanderlust,” but that section of the word pops…
There is something tremendously stabilizing about a library. Really, I’ve never noticed it before, and it is incredibly strange, so much so that I feel as though it must mean something to me, must point me somewhere else, to some goal or career or future. Today I made the mistake(?) of wandering through classroom buildings…