Today was my first day back in university since fall of 2022. Iām 22 years old now, when I went before I had already taken a gap year fresh out of high school and felt way too old and āmore matureā than my classmates. In my time away, that mindset has since changed and now Iāve returned with a better and more stable mindsetā¦ and so far Iām thinking things will go well! Iām taking classes Iām actually fucking interested in and excited about and thatās really important. Even if itās for things that people wouldnt consider taking seriously. Itās serious to me! And Iām excited!
It was worth walking in the FRIGID cold today for this fresh start. (15Ā°F plus windchill)
Even now as an old decrepit grad student and prof, the first day of school continues to fill me with wonder. What will my classes be like? Will I see anyone I know? I have a bag full of unused notebooks and pens. I somehow have not a care in the world and a feeling of dread. Itās lovely that some things stay exactly the same.
i havent been in school for ~4 yrs, but this time of year still fills me with that same kind of "back to school" anticipation.... bright days, cool breezes, scattering leaves.... "gee, i hope my crush is in my English class" ahh type feel....
SNOW! As much as I hate the offensive cold here in Ohio right now, the one thing about it that keeps a smile on my face is how snow glows even under an overcast sky, and as soon as a direct light source hits it, it glitters so so beautifully. Itās really something to marvel at. At least I have lately. Thereās no roses out to smell so this has been the replacement in the meantime.
Magic is in the eye of the beholder my friends.
