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Personal Narrative: Langsam Library
Everyone has a peculiar location where they can go to be lost. Whether you like to be lost in a book, or maybe even your own thoughts. Regardless, as humans we desire alone time and there’s always a place we roam to. Sometimes, people do not even realize that they have a specific place for themselves. They simply go to this place through instinct or past realization that this was a soothing or relaxing place to be. Either way, it is apparent that everyone has one and you’re lying if you believe you do not. When I first came to the University of Cincinnati, I did not know where I could get lost in my thoughts, writing, or even a book. It did not take long for me to realize, however, that Langsam library would soon be that place. When I first recall walking into Langsam Library, I did not think much of it. In fact, it appeared to me to be just a monotonous and common library. Computers were scattered around the area, books were neatly organized on shelves. Overall, I was pretty uninterested with the glum building. …show more content…
The game was purely therapeutic, as was the soundtrack. The soothing collection of piano notes and chords created a repetitive but pleasurable experience. It just so happened to be my relaxing outlet that helped me focus on my paper and prevent my day-dreaming. Even though soundtrack for this game helped me to focus tremendously, I still had and still do have a frustrating problem with my writing: I overused words and was not creative with my vocabulary. To fix this, I really needed to sit down and think about ways I could either change words or convert them to a synonym. Most of the time, I would read a word out loud and start to brainstorm of different ways I could change it. This proved to be very helpful for me and actually improved my writing and vocabulary capabilities

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