In our town, school starts tomorrow. With it comes a shift of season, no matter the temperature or what the calendar says.
Summer is over.
There may yet be warm days and a few remaining weekend picnics, but the weekdays now belong to the serious business of school and work.
It doesn’t matter that I have no direct connection to school anymore.
No kids buying new school supplies.
No teachers’ meetings to attend.
No college classes on my calendar
I am hardwired to school starting as surely as if I were a teacher or student.
Every year it seems that summer flew by.
I saw Christmas decorations in some of the stores the other day, which kind of freaked me out.
I’m working diligently to live in the moment, so thinking about a holiday that is four months away wasn’t working for me!
Does the beginning of school ring any bells in your memory?