For a few nights I'm back in the room I lived in all through-out college. I love this room and I love the double hung windows that open out onto the roof. I used to spend hours out on the roof talking to Superman on the phone. I also dragged a cushion up and laid out in the sun while reading a book or sleeping. I love the shape of this room, the sloped ceilings and low closet. I love falling asleep listening to the night sounds and tomorrow morning I'll probably wake up to the raucous noise of wild parrots. I love that this room is directly above the room with the grand piano in it and I especially love memories of falling asleep while listening to my grandpa play below.
Now I'm back with two little girls (my own!) in tow, both of them resisting sleep in their own ways. Now I don't use my hard-earned biology degree for anything except changing diapers and discussing birds and airplanes and dog poop.
My how times change.