Current Mood: tired

I believe, I believe that I have been reborn

The library closes in thirty-five minutes.

And then we stay open for another three hours for staff from other libraries and ex-staff to come and marvel at what a lovely new library we have, or had anyway until the public came in and made such a mess.

Why on earth did I agree to stay here for this? I don't need to be here. I could have said no with no-one thinking any the worse of me?

There will be booze however.

I won't be working tomorrow.

There will be booze.

Booooooooooooooooze...