When I was 15 years old, I decided I hated high school too much to stay. I walked out of math class in the middle of the day determined to never return. But I didn’t know where to go, and I couldn’t go HOME, obviously, so I went to the library in the center of my small suburban hometown and decided I would educate myself by sitting next to a huge dictionary and looking up word definitions. The experiment only lasted two days, but I’ll never take for granted the take-for-grantable feeling of pure safety and sanctuary that building gave me. I’ll cherish that building until the day I die and if it ever vanished, it would feel like a death in the family.

When I was 15 years old, I decided I hated high school too much to stay. I walked out of math class in the middle of the day determined to never return. But I didn’t know where to go, and I couldn’t go HOME, obviously, so I went to the library in the center of my small suburban hometown and decided I would educate myself by sitting next to a huge dictionary and looking up word definitions. The experiment only lasted two days, but I’ll never take for granted the take-for-grantable feeling of pure safety and sanctuary that building gave me. I’ll cherish that building until the day I die and if it ever vanished, it would feel like a death in the family.

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