I discovered the library my freshman year. I was wandering around downtown, looking for the library, and kind of stumbled onto it. It was so cool—bright, warm and really inviting.

We don't get much sun in Syracuse, and it's really nice to have a building where you can be inside and still feel like you're outside. Plus, the library has a huge children's book section, which we don't have on campus. I was, like, I love this place!

So when I read the poem, I knew exactly what the poet was saying. It was as though he had written about me, sitting in the library, looking out the windows, gazing at the clouds and daydreaming.