Sometimes I feel like I live a “secret life”. I was able to get out of work a few hours early. I didn’t feel like going home yet so I’m enjoying a few hours to myself at the library. I love being surrounded by books. This one book I’m reading, one of many says you need to have a date by yourself at least a few hours each week, to just “be”. I thought that was a great idea, so I loaded up my book-bag a few days ago to keep in the car, in case I cut out of work early. I can come to the library, have some coffee, read magazines and books and play around with doing some writing. I’ve read a few books by various authors that have said then when they first started out they would read lots of books in the genre they preferred. I took a class in Romance Writing, these are the books that I am analyzing. I should start keeping notes on the things that I am doing to help in the “writing process” so that when I am a famous writer I can share my knowledge of what I’ve discovered. Boy, sometimes I crack myself up. It always amazes me when I’m writing how happy it makes me, I’ve got a big old smile on my face right now. It’s like I have a big secret. And to think those underwear almost ruined my whole day! They were definitely uncomfortable. When no one was around I was digging them out of my ass, I’m sure the surveillance guys were amused by it. Well, I’m off to start scanning the library shelves looking for books I can dissect. So until we meet again, happy trails to you.