There is nothing quite like the smell of books. From books ages old found in the library to new books, it is such a unique aroma. I find it comforting. In old books, it is the reminder of the people who have come before. The people who have read the exact same words in a different time. It is that exact copy of book that connects us together, from the past to the present. In new books it is the smell of paper that has never been touched, ink that has never been read. The excitement of something new and all your own.
Holding a physical copy of a novel in my hands is so much of what reading is about for me. I hope that people wont let go of that. I hope that these "kindle"s and other electronic books wont replace a real book.
On a more shallow and personal note, Im sad that my favorite place to study and hang out will no longer be there. So often I have studied there because the thought of spending extra time at BYU was too repulsive. Many memories there. Another change in my life this year. I feel like I have been closing chapter after chapter, waiting for the universe to bring new chapters into my life.
Here's to looking forwards. To letting change happen so that a brighter future may take place. (As long as that brighter future includes real books, Im all good.)