It has been awhile since I have been hounding libraries. Not too long ago I was a book addict. Always glued to a novel, be it a piece of fiction or even philosophy. If I had an hour to spare I would pick up a book. And then as priorities changed so did my passion - at the least it took a backseat. And quite recently I rediscovered my love for the library. Which saw me frequenting the National Library right in the heart of the city.
But of course, my journey back to my hobby was not without issues. First things it was tough getting time off enough to be able to spend a few hours browsing the huge array of books and journals and magazines at the lending section. And when I did get a breather I headed down to my favorite spot to dive into the author's fantasies. But the problem began when I began to return and borrow new titles. I continued to receive reminders on returned items which began to irk me some. Thankfully though it appears to be some misunderstanding and with that resolved I am back to enjoying some quality reads, minus the niggling! And that's exactly how I like it.