J.W. Surface
Krannert Memorial Library, University of Indianapolis, 2009-2013 Before they raped you of your nostalgia, Hardly anyone came to the third floor. A sanctuary for those who sought stillness, sleep, and Intense stress induced study. The chairs, with orange tones from decades past: Worn, fabric stretched, ripped. The tables wore generations of graffiti. Practically their own work of art. Etchings in the study cubicles, From countless others, Like me, Seeking comfort in the solitude of untouched nostalgia.
When I reminisce, my time at UIndy always shines bright in my memory. My time there helped change me. It made me a better man, a better thinker, a better human. Some of the fondest memories of my time at the University, was spent studying on that third floor, on quiet afternoons.
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