I walked into a large brick building, determined to figure out everything I experienced at the park. Friendly librarians greeted me as I passed the information desk. A large fish tank on the wall caught my attention and dreamed about being a fish. It would be so wonderful to be able to swim around and blow bubbles with no thoughts or worries in the world. I shook my head and continued to concentrate on the reason why I came here. The staircase that led to the non-fiction and ancestry books seemed to go on forever.
As soon as I reached the second floor, I sat at the computer trying to think about what to type into the search bar. Angels seemed like a good simple search but was too vast. Too many unneeded articles, plenty of local churches, and excerpts from the bible popped up. I tried sea
