Back to School

I am reading. Hooray! Perhaps it's something about not being in school and having required reading, but my brain seems perfectly capable of accommodating leisure reading again (thank goodness, because I was seriously worried for a while there). I've been reading old favorites, like Battle Royale, Howl's Moving Castle, various Agatha Christie, and just for the hell of it, I cracked open my stats book yesterday (can you tell I kind of miss school?).
Speaking of school, this is the first time in my whole life that fall hasn't meant going back to school. It's weird. I've been summer binging Gilmore Girls and somehow, this is the same feeling I got when Rory took time off of Yale. It just doesn't feel right. It's scary and weird and who knows if this is it, and I just don't go back. I know it's normal and one really can't just be in school forever, but somehow, that hasn't felt very comforting.
Someone commented to me recently that August is like the Sunday of the year, and that seems like a perfect description. How is it possible that it's almost over?? I'm in a full-fledged end-of-summer Sunday-slump about the inevitable cold. This summer went by insanely fast. Maybe I will get a cat for coping and winter cuddles and re-reading Harry Potter.