I am at a library, one I have always enjoyed going to in real life. I learn that the library is closing down but, because they know me, the people who run the library say that I can have as many books as I can carry from the building. I immediately go to grab a book by SARK which I do not have and another book which I do have (The Creative License with it's bright yellow binding edge). I keep grabbing different books, taking a couple from different sections but not taking too many of any one type of book so that others can have their choices as well. I'm very excited although I am also very sad because the library is going away forever. My excitement turns to disappoinment and then discouragement when I settle back into my home which happens to be an asylum. The other people there are all struggling with reality but I seem to think I am more sane than the others. When we go to a group meeting, I bring a book with me to show how I am above the insanity around me.