The library at the end of my street officially opened this past Wednesday. I have a library at the end of my street. I can walk there. I could hop there on one foot, if I chose to do so. That's how close it is.
What will this mean for my productivity? I actually think I've been very good in the past few weeks, managing to work out, get some writing/revision done, and even cook a meal or two. For me, that's fabulous! But now that I know there's thousands of books a few steps away, will my productivity crumble?
We went to the grand opening on Wednesday. It was kind of a mad house. We cleaned out their guides to London/the UK, which I've been enjoying since. I'd like to go back again soon, when it's not so crazy and exudes the calming influence of knowledge and deep thought I associate with the library. I don't know yet if they have a coffee shop, too. If so, I may never leave!