I went to Midtown with the intentions of stopping by the Morgan Library and Museum to see some cool old stuff; I thought it would be interesting to see the lore of the textbooks I'd read my whole life (like a Gutenberg Bible). But I got so much more.
And no, the more wasn't just the croissant I got at Aroma in Bryant Park that oozed chocolate.
I saw a letter from Thomas Jefferson to his wife, Martha, a petition from the Salem Witch Trials, and the only complete manuscript of a Jane Austen novel at the Morgan, which totally changed my recent perspective.
