In the beginning.

I've been out of school now for 2 years. I have a bachelor of fine arts from an art school on the east coast of canada. I did my first year at another university in the same Provence but toward an English degree before changing my plan. I find myself regretting that change recently. I currently work retail, a scary place that seems to keep you just comfortable enough to not risk changing but not rewarding enough to want to be there. I've decided my brain needs a challenge. While I am currently looking for a job that will help me break free from where I am, I thought I should also turn my unused brain back on. So I am reading in search of lost time. Starting tonight, cup of tea made (May need more than one), and a cat curled up on my lap. 4255 pages, 7 volumes and sentences that go for days. Here we go.