This morning I had a thought, if I spent the rest of my life in the library, maybe they would give me a job there, something nice to do, like read the books or sweep the floors. Isn't that what they did with Borges? They couldn't get him out of the library so they just employed him as a 'cataloguer'? I was pleased with the thought, and was ready to head to the library, but then I realised that bars don’t give jobs to the bums who frequent bars their whole lives, so why should the library give me, a library-fly, a job and I guess that’s the thought that I had this morning.