It’s a pretty definitive sign that the semester’s over and I’m visiting at my parents’ when what wakes me up is not my 6am get-up-and-study alarm, but instead a pack of coyotes howling in the middle of the night. Apart from them, it’s amazingly quiet here. I guess I don’t notice the fact that you can hear the subway go by my building every seven minutes until I’m somewhere where you can’t even hear cars (and there’s no such thing as public transportation less than two towns away). I expect to sleep a lot this week, and I’m looking forward to it.