Every now and then I tend to sleep walk, imagining I’m still in the library and redoing our Closing Ceremony. First I reshelve all our books into the fridge and the dishwasher, after a while I start circulating through the apartment while pushing imaginary book carts from one side to the other, yelling „THE LIBRARY IS ABOUT TO CLOSE!“ at my husband.
Must be pretty scary, i guess.
Bibliophase 