The Delights of a Higher Education

I laugh at the rules of the Unseelie Court,

I set down my phone.

Book on my bed, books on my desk

I saw my roommates today

Of the past, present and future

Interlocking into a community

Which fills me with warm fuzzies

I toured the library

Soon my day home

At the desk of the research center

I got to see maps rolled like cloth parchment

And think about the rare books

Some as old as the 1600s

And a fellow student felt as alight as I had at the sights

Like we were chosen to divulge secrets

If I were to die, this may be my heaven

Filled in ecstasy of over-brimming knowledge

In our tiny walkable city of concerned citizens

Asking if I need help and what they could do to further my education

No longer cold and lonely in isolation

Facing the harsh coldness of industrial society alone

But in a warm flavor of enlightenment

Full of audience to hear my stories

I feel as though I could write home to my family

And one day tell them I have loads of knowledge to offer

To enrich our conversations and build our lives

All this information, just for me