Ah yes, the bane of good writers - finding readers capable of responding to and appreciating the merits of good work. I've only read two of your posts but I can see themes in your work and a fascination with the future. This story reminds me of Bradbury's, There Will Come Soft Rains, perhaps because of the personification of the library itself and your giving it a voice. I'm noticing an absence of dialogue but it may be due to the constraints of such a wee story or you may prefer a more detached method of narration but as I said, I've only read two posts and it would be unfair to comment further than my initial impressions. I like what I've seen so far :)