Or so I hear.
I can usually get behind that idea....I do love a stack of fresh notebooks and filled-to-the-brim fountain pens. Although feeling like a slave to the construct of institutionalized education chafes my rebel soul just a bit.
Not enough to stop me from loving fresh notebooks and crisp mornings, though.
This September, however, is off to a sluggish start. The obscene humidity that has plagued us all summer has lingered....it only broke yesterday after over a week of 40+C -- most of that in Humidex readings. By this time of year, I've lost patience with those sorts of temperatures.
Not that I have much patience with them in the first place.
So, yes....no, I'm not feeling the 'fresh new start' feeling and because the internet is telling me I should, I feel a bit of a failure.
There's definitely a mushroom on my shirt.
But that's okay, I happen to like mushrooms. ;)