School starts tomorrow!?
In theory this shouldn’t mean anything to me. After all, I’ve been graduated for about five years now. But after nearly a couple decades of school years, it’s hard to stop thinking in terms of semesters and summer breaks. The saddest part about being in the workforce is the dissolution of the summer break. I think everyone needs a summer break. So civilization can continue, I suppose some could take a Fall break or a Winter break. But the fact that summer has come and gone while I was working my life away makes me feel trapped in an inescapable wheel. With every turn I see my dreams come into focus, then drift away. With every turn, my days become less and less special, blurring together as my body begins to sag and my mind goes to the dogs.