Almonds and Chocolate

The library was my sanctuary. Sure, every now and then I had to deal with the noise from other students’ rendezvous in the stacks a few rows over, as well as with others playing pranks on their friends as they suffered through the silence of the cold, dark stacks, but for me, it was the only place I could safely retreat and gather my thoughts. It wasn’t even that I studied there a lot; I never really studied for tests anyways, but it gave me a place to be, away from the tiny, cramped apartment I inhabited.