Missing Libraries

I just want to shelve books.

I want to help patrons find the book they're looking for.

I want to talk with people about the books they're checking out and how the second one is so much better than the third.

I want to encourage reading and make people see the library as a friendly, loving, inviting place where they can come and spend their time and be happy.

I want to check out DVD's and CD's and anything.

I want to hear the beep when the book goes across the little red light.

I long to hear little kids running through the library with a big, flat book in their hands, ready to check it out and take it home and read it till their parents are sick of it.

Please.

Please.

All I want is to be in a library, breathing pages and smelling words and doing the job I was born to do; what I was made for.

I was created and put on this earth to work in a library. I don't want to do anything else. I don't fit anywhere else.

That is my calling on this planet and no one seems willing to give me the job my heart and soul and mind are crafted for.

I just want to shelve a book and be paid for it again.

Please.

Sincerely,
me