By eight o’clock in the evening, I found myself sitting in the library, staring at the same book that I had been reading for the last four hours, unable to concentrate. The campus library stayed open till eight-thirty during the weekdays for students and though I had a paper due in one of my classes, the thought of reading ‘Ethics for the Modern World’ wasn’t appetizing.

Letting out a heavy groan of annoyance, I slammed the book closed and sat back in my chair, my ...