I just finished reading Love in the time of cholera. This is one of those books that, while reading, I had to force myself to put down and get some sleep. I think I might like it more than One hundred years of solitude, but that might require a re-read.
I’ve also been losing sleep over course selection for next year. Okay, not exactly losing sleep, but feeling some sense that I should start thinking about it seriously. Last year, I had 7 required courses and 1 elective, so course selection was easy. My work schedule at the time was also a large factor, so I could only have class 2 days a week. This year, on the other hand, I have a lot of freedom of choice, perhaps too much.
I’m also already starting to feel exhausted just anticipating the coming year. I will be working two jobs, taking four classes (including a practicum) and hopefully trying to be more involved in both professional associations and student life. With all this around the corner, I feel my summer quickly dwindling. That said, I’m trying to fit in as many novels as I can while I can still stretch out on the balcony in the sun.