Life on this campus can be extremely hectic, so when I want thesome solitude, I go usually go to the fourth floor of the library. The fourth floor has, where there's nothing but shelves and shelves of rare books and obscure periodicals. BecauseSince there are only a few small tables with some rather uncomfirtableuncomfortable wooden chairs and no copy machines inon this floor, only a few people are stayingstay here veryfor long. Students searchcome to look for a book or periodical, found it, and thenthen when they find it they take it to a more sociable floor to photocopy the pages they need or to simply browse through the articles. One of my best friends have told me that he does not like this floor thatwhich is so special to me. For him, it is a lonely place. For me, however, it is an oasis of silence in, a landhaven of turmoilpeace, a place where I can Readread, think, and write in peacewithout being disturbed too much.