get back (to the library)

i read an article online about beating loneliness and it said to go to the library. i went. it was a long walk, but i guess it was cool. i checked out all the books i looked at save two. one was a disoragnized book on bob dylan called Positively 4th Street, and another was about x amount of historical geniuses. the catch? the book was organized by the 10 sefirot of KABBALAH. I was like YOU'VE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME.

the books i did check out were:

• a book about left-handedness and its (culture?)
• a complete set of dead lyrics with interpretations/explanations
• answers to random questions like "why do women put purfume on their wrists?"
• civilization and its discontent (something like that) by freud

i guess these books are cool. they hurt my wrists carrying them back because i didnt think to bring my backpack. so likely of me. i asked to volunteer to teach computer classes there and the lady gave me the phone number of someone i cant call.