I have been hesitant to say anything. There is to much noise in the background. Nothing I am going to say this late at night is going to sum up my feelings about seeing these characters put onto the screen. I remember when my mom bought a copy of Perks for my sister sight unseen. I remember that copy getting passed around between all my sister’s cool friends before I knew them. She left that tattered, dogeared, marked upped copy on the door of the Old Taso house for Geoff’s birthday one year. I remember reading Perks two years later and feeling infinite. And then when a girl broke my heart for the first time I was convinced that am annotated copy of the book and the “one winter” mix would win her back. It didn’t. I remember she told me that it was the best gift she had ever gotten, and she remembered me as one of the guys who was good to her. And then some time passed. Suddenly my whole life seemed like a memory and the person I had been when this story framed every experience was young, dumb, and naive. But I’m not convinced that is true. That person was there and real, but only for a moment. I’m excited to see this movie, but sad that I’ll see it as an adult, after so many years of wanting these formative experiences to be mine alone. They ended up happening to Hermoine. It’s just as well. If anything, this book taught me that not getting the girl isn’t the end of the story, it’s the beginning. I’ll be there, on that Friday night in September. My eyes dry and my heart full. I hope you will be right there beside me. We will be infinite.