“Learning sleeps and snores in libraries, but wisdom is everywhere, wide awake, on tiptoe.”

- Josh Billings

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A man is sneaking across the loose floor boards in the hall, and the girl watching him from the shadows wants to tell him he looks ridiculous, she doesn’t want to startle him though, so she keeps her mouth closed. The girl is dreaming, she knows, about a black haired boy with low slung pajama bottoms and a beautiful back that she loves to draw.

The boys name is Max and he sits in front of her in class; why she’s dreaming about him, though, she’s not sure, so she follows the dream max, he seems to know where he’s going and she does not. When they get where they’re going doesn’t matter, so long as she can enjoy watching him hop around like a fool while they’re on their way. ‘Enjoy the journey,’ she thinks; she plans to do just that.

Max comes to the end of the hall and the door is locked, ‘when god opens a door . . . ,’ she thinks as Max steps away from the door and turns around a corner. The girl, Ophelia, follows and finds Max dancing like life a cross water, ‘life is,’ she thinks, ‘so is Max.’ Hurrying across the water Max doesn’t still for a moment and Ophelia thinks ‘never stop living, Death will catch up with you,’ and brought to mind that she is following Max she wonders, ‘Am I death? Am I dead?’

After Max again she decides it doesn’t matter what she is, she’ll make use of her time, there’s little of it left she knows, but she’s not sure how.

Slowly Ophelia’s’ dream begins to fade, and she’s not too bothered, she’d followed Max, and while she hadn’t gotten as far as she’d of liked, she’d done what she wanted to do.

When she woke in the library Ophelia wasn’t surprised, she just rubbed the sleep from her mind and pulled her books closer; she had so much work to do.