So, I finished Harry Potter and the Goblet of Firelast night. Today, I’m supposed to start Slaughterhouse-Five. I can’t get myself to start it, though. I should have thought this through. I don’t want this feeling to go away, even if it is a sad feeling. I want to sit here, listening to the soundtrack of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part 1, and mourn for the end of this book. Is that so wrong?