Our book club has been meeting at the same member's house for two years but she's going through a divorce and doesn't want to host anymore, and now we're all pretending to look for alternatives while secretly hoping someone else will volunteer their space. The awkwardness is starting to overshadow the actual books.
More people experience this than they realize.
How we can all want community while simultaneously avoiding the work of creating and maintaining it.
“Where Are You with Third places — bars libraries parks barbershops?”
If this sounds familiar, the Library can help you find the bigger picture.