Sunday, December 5, 2010

Cabell Library Fever

I don't know what my deal has been for the past few weeks, but somehow I've found myself spending the majority of my time in the library. 
I don't really remember exactly when my chronic library 'reclusion' began. But its gotten to the point where I'm in here a few hours a day.
And yes, I just said 'here'. Because I'm sitting by myself in the library right now.
The environment is mostly suiting for me. There is a Starbucks just a few steps away at all times. It's quiet, but not too eerily quiet. It's cozy and warm. There is an abundance of comfortable chairs to sit on. With the exception of my computer there are very few distractions.
During any day while I am 'reclused' in here different friends will stop by and visit with me a different times. They expect me to be in here, as I have coined it my 'second home'.
I've been calling what's been going on with me "Cabell Library Fever" because I've become creepily dependent on this place. I can't really get work done anywhere else. Especially my dorm which is where I used to complete most of my schoolwork.
If I could sleep in here I would. That might seem crazy but it leads me to my next topic of discussion and my other current issue. 
That is, that I haven't been sleeping. My roommate's snoring has gotten completely out of control. Additionally, she has started talking in her sleep non-stop from the time she falls asleep to when she wakes up. Therefore, I never get to sleep (at least not soundly) ever. 
I need help.
However the room-changing process is long and difficult and I'm in love with my room and neighbors. This is just unbearable. Thinking about it today, in combination with my very lengthy and intimidating To-Do list, set me off into a stress-attack. 
But then I came to the library. And talked to my friends. And started crossing items off my list. (This blog is one of them, and I will undoubtedly feel better once I can strike through this task too).
Regardless, my stress has subsided briefly.
And I've begun looking for hiding spots in my favorite place that I could maybe sleep tonight. Not that I'd really ever sleep here. 
It would just be nice if I could.