You are an enigma - Kind, generous, selfless, But still a mystery I want to solve. I scan your penned notes in the books I borrow - You have literally given me your thoughts in the pages. I add my own, As if my penciled remarks could connect me to you, But it isn’t enough. There is still something about you I don’t know, Something about you I don’t know but I think I can find, I think I can find through this, searching. The solution to every worldly problem Can be found in a book - Because asking is for the weak, Discovery, for the stubborn.
My favorite note of hers so far is "narrative as a coping mechanism in a chaotic world," which seems appropriate.