I keep dreaming I'm at Hogwarts. Remember how I mentioned that I couldn't let go into the Harry Potter books? That as an adult, I could appreciate how thrilling the stories would have been if I had read them as a child, but couldn't access that same abandon with my adult brain? Well, I guess I cracked that barrier. I devoured Goblet of Fire, so now I have read 4 Harry Potters in a row.
Last night I was in the castle and walking around the halls marveling, "The people really do move and wave in the pictures! It's real. This place is real." I saw Snape at the end of the hall and ran the other way and passed by a classroom. Hagrid was teaching. I can't remember anything after that.
The other night I was being chased by a dragon.
So I guess I have "let go" somewhat into the story, lol. I can't wait to get down to the library to get the next one (which is also the movie coming out, oh boy) and then the next, and then just about the time the last book is released, I'll have read all the preceding books.
This makes me a geek, doesn't it?