At home, my room is my refuge against anything.
Outside, I find security and comfort surrounding myself with books.
I can wait for hours and hours (but that's no excuse for making me wait for 2 whole blardy hours) - as long as there is a library.
A good book, air-conditioned environment, clean and quiet and I am happy.
It's not that hard to please me, is it?
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