If I were homeless I would live on a college campus. It’s the perfect place. You could hang out in the library. It’s open 24-7 Sunday through Thursday, closing at 10pm only on Friday and Saturday. The perfect solution, you would have a roof over your head, comfy chairs to lounge around and sleep on, and most importantly bathrooms are provided. For entertainment you have access to computers; you can chat with your buddies, play computer games, and keep up with the news. You could even create your own blog talking about being homeless in the library. And let’s not forget about all the great books you would have to read. All kinds of classics right there at the tip of your fingers, all you have to do is go and pull them off the shelf. As for taking a shower, well that’s not a problem. Just walk over to the school pool, anyone can go in because of the swim lessons and water aerobics classes, shower there. It’s a perfect plan.
Sadly it isn’t my idea. I usually go to the library a couple of times through out the week. Every time that I go, I see the same old lady there. I could be there at 8 in the morning or at 9 o’clock on a Friday night. It doesn’t matter, she’s always there. I’ve been seeing her since last semester for sure.
I’ve become very curious about her. I want to know where she goes when the library closes. And does she really live there? The other day she had some new prescription bags, along with all of her other junk. How did she get the perscriptions? Does she drive and have a car? I’ve often thought that maybe her son or daughter works there and she just comes in with them. I wonder if other people are as half as interested in her as I am. I dunno.
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