My first words to my sister were “Middle School! I must be crazy.” And I wasn’t sure but what I was. I had left a high school media center where I had lived and worked for 15 years, where I had added family pictures, flowers, and curiosities with swinging dolphins and with curved metal bars that went in circles just missing each other every time they went around. I had spent so much time there that I had wanted to personalize this area to make it seem like home. Then came the feeling that I needed a change—and maybe some windows.