Good night library

As the night settles on the library, in the backroom, I start to quiet a little in my spirit. This is largely possible because in half an hour I am off of work for awhile in order to celebrate my birthday. It is not too grand a celebration- indeed I am only away from work for five days, but it, curiously, will be my last birthday marked while I work at the library. This time next year I will be retired, if all goes to plan, and will be on the south coast of France, which sounds half like a joke, a good joke. But it isn't a joke.

I have already learned a French word or two.

Verite.

So that's a start. 

"What will happen to clerkmanifesto!" You cry out in a state of nearly unhinged panic.

The same.

I will continue to attempt to crack the riddle of the world.

It's up to something.

I am sure of it.

I am hoping the French appreciate my efforts.