Library-ing

When going out of the library the other day, I saw someone apparently going to walk into the library through the door, so I stood aside to let him pass first. No-one came in, though, and I saw him stand still too. Peeked behind me and realised that the person was behind me and that I was looking at his reflection in the door instead of him. With a little "oh" I hurried through the door in mild surprise.

Am in the library again now, trying to usher in the start of another busy week in the true spirit of hard work.