Tonight as I drove home from work there was a full moon hanging over the University Hospital.  I contemplated it as I thought about my evening on the reference desk.  Tonight seemed to be the night for unrealized dreams.  Or dreams just being figured out.

My first patron wanted information about the Seattle library system.  She was contemplating moving there and didn’t want to go unless “their library is as good as this one.”  So we looked through their online catalog, and searched their services all the while trying to compare their institution to ours.  I think she’s headed to Seattle.  She has no job there, but she hates the winters here, so she’s just going to go for it.

Shortly I had an older man that wanted to find out “how hospitals work.”  Not because he thought he’d be admitted to one, but because he had just landed a job at a hospital and he wanted to “move up” quickly.  So he was looking for books that told him more about the place where he was going to work.

 Just before close a woman stopped by the desk for help in contacting the three universities she had attended in the 70’s.  She never finished her undergraduate degree and she wanted to go back to school.  She planns on majoring in dance.  Her parents hadn’t let her do that when she was just out of high school, and she wants to do it now.  She proudly told me she was 58 years old and is finally going to do something she wants to do.

Dreamers, all of them.  I wished them all my best.