When all your calculus problems have been solved, and you’ve examined your neuroscience notes as long as you possibly could, you’re not ready to run out from between the shelves just yet. With the chestnut-brown elbow patches of this deep charcoal crew neck rested on the old wood desk before you, it’s with wide eyes that you open up a book of ancient fairy tales. Suddenly, you imagine the thin cable knit of your sweater turning to a long, hooded cape, and your olive-green corduroys replaced with tights and a tunic. You delve into the tales with your Oxfords on your toes, and it isn’t until the library closes that you close the book, straighten out your favorite pullover, and stroll back to your room.