My sister and I haven't lived to together since she was nine . Now , as young adults , our shared eccentricities are precious gifts each time I stumble on one . To suddenly discover this amazing young person who came to many of the same conclusions as I , but from a vastly different path , almost makes up for being absent from her youth . At the public library where I do most of my writing , there is an elderly man , maybe in his seventies or eighties , who comes everyday to spend hours on the Internet .
Why do I do most of my writing at the public library ?