The Perfect Study Spot

Sitting in my room trying to rewrite a paper, I quickly realized that there will be no work happening here. My mind just drifted to emptiness and even after meditating, I couldn't focus. Maybe its the empty room, or the dreams coming to daydreams but I knew I had to leave. I walked to the library, and made my way to the top floor. And old, empty deserted area that gives an eerie feeling of being murdered and no one ever knowing. Then I learned it was in playboy as one of the top places for college sex. I left. Looking around the third floor, I couldn't find a sole and instead heard dust hit the floor. I moved to the second floor. No where seemed right but I sad down in a leather chair that might have well been concrete. I knew this wasn't right either. Wandering around some more, I settled on a group couch area with a cloth couch and a foot rest. It seemed right. I opened the book to begin my research and quickly heard the buzz of the lights. People occasionally walk around me, but I think this can work. And it inspired a blog post, so there must be something great about it. =)