I’m writing this blog at the Homer Township Public Library. It looks exactly the same as it did when I was a kid. The inside is small and compact and gives off the same I’m bigger than everything here feeling you get when you revisit your grammar school.
Being here makes me feel like an adult kid. Sometimes it feels good to feel like a kid when you’re an adult but not at the Homer Township Public Library. It doesn’t give off any good kid feelings. Riding my bike gives off good kid feelings as it reminds me of playing and exploring and so on. Here I just feel like a full-grown child who is dependent on others because he can’t seem to get himself together.