Downtown Austin Library

I am in the Library in downtown Austin. I sit between the stacks of books facing Architecture adn resting on Drawing. The place is quiet so I can read without concentrating too hard, but while I read I still am aware of my surroundings through the sounds I hear. I heard books being opened and closed, carts moving, doors closing, but especially the muffled steps of people as they move around me. I am most aware of this particular sound because I that sound affects me most. I have become part of the place, an obstacle. I feel uncomfortable being in the way of people trying to find a book that might reside in my particular section so I end up only half reading the assignment; and when I finish, I leave.