My day won't start properly until I've visited my favorite toilet stall. This is true for biological reasons as well as emotional ones. I have a favorite toilet stall in almost every bathroom on this campus. I think I like those stalls more than the individual bathrooms that are completely private; just the one room with a sink and a toilet feels strange to me. Maybe it's because those stalls are usually meant to be wheelchair accessible (but never actually are) and seem cavernous.
My favorite bathroom on campus is actually on the first floor of the library. Besides containing some wonderful and insightful conversation on it's walls (which thankfully was not painted this past summer) in the corner stall there is a fun project of filling all the lines of grout between the tiles with words and phrases pertaining to the word “line”. Crammed into these little spaces is everything from “Sweet Caroline” to “Walk the Line” to “incline”. The other stall actually gave me one of the best bits of wisdom I've ever received: Lovers can't be perfect but love can be.
*William Shakespeare, "King Richard II", Act 2 scene 1
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