The library is like an indulgent aunt that will give you whatever you want, as long as whatever you want is always books and movies. This isn't all I ever want, but enough of it to matter. And while I am mostly happy to be unemployed for a few weeks, using the library every day makes me feel like I haven't gone entirely off the grid. I put on a nice dress, I brush out my hair, I look for jobs and make requests. I move and shake.
But when I don't move and shake, I listen to Double Fantasy in my apartment. I like it as a record of mutual adoration but also because it so directly precedes this cataclysmic event in Yoko Ono's personal history. Yoko singing "Hard Times Are Over" inspires a wincing kind of empathy in me. She had no idea because nobody ever does.
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