I find myself considering the library in terms of its intended purpose in contrast with its current use--and I am sympathizing with the space.

Especially considering the implications of a library, and my own personal attachment to the space as thoughtful, safe and engaging.  I am able to project emotions, attitudes -- moods onto the space.

I am tempted to isolate it even further -- this strange, awkward state of partial acknowledgement and misuse seems almost a disservice.

I want to block it off from human eyes, protect it -- let it remain barren, a martyr.

I am aware of my own tendencies to romanticize isolation and deprivation.  This space could be such a beautiful realization of that.

Sophie Page