
I must be harnessing my inner Hermione, but I am really hankering to head to school this fall. It is almost painful how much I want to sit in a class taking notes, or hide away in the library memorizing a stack of flash cards. Perhaps this dates back to the days when I would sleep with every book I owned, or when my sister would have to beg me to play with her instead of read. Some would call me a nerd, I would call me a nerd, but if I could still sleep with all of my books I am pretty sure I would.