Whispers of a kindred spirit....

Having located an empty comfy chair by the sunsplashed windows of the public library, I sat down to read through my lunch break. I notice a previous patron has left a tiny stack of tasty morsels consisting of Niels Bohr's Philosophical Writings and Sylvia Plath's Ariel on a small table nearby.

Here's someone I've never met yet I know completely in my blood.