Since junior year ended, I have lounged around foraging for productivity and returning empty-handed. I must possess a characteristic common to papal power: demarcation. I seem to have split apart school and summer into separate entities when one should slightly diffuse with the other. Once the whirlwind of girls state and governors school begins, the dynamism from both activities will motivate me to action. While in Charleston, I have an intense want for rejuvenating a small love of mine: antique booking. Oftentimes moldy, rough around the edges, unbound or all of the above, I enjoy mentally meandering about the original ownership of the book. Am I reading the exact french grammar book a GI was issued shortly after a return from combat duty? a rapscallion child who attempted to bury it in the backyard? Endless culprits. Books I am currently reading... The Awakening, Kate Chopin Mythology, Edith Hamilton The Picture of Dorian Gray, Oscar Wilde A Collection of Essays by Mark Twain Books I want to have read by the end of summer (including the ones listed above)... Song of Solomon, Toni Morrison Madame Bovary, Gustave Flaubert A Moral Reckoning, Daniel Jonah Goldhagen Books I want to purchase... Salt: A History