I've been right next to you - lol, what I mean is, I've been spending a lot of time reading Her Thirties and I am getting close to the end.

Unfortunately you are causing me some anxiety. Whenever I am enjoying a story and have become involved with the characters, as I see I am coming close to the end, I get anxious, wishing it would not end, or that there is a sequel.

A question if I may? I've understood (maybe I am wrong) that you were a professor but are not anymore. I find it difficult to visualise a professor who is not one anymore, as I've been told that with their way of life and tenure, they are sort of wrapped in cottonwool and cut off from the harshness of life. If it is so, then surely it wouuld be traumatic giving all that up?