It occurred to me today that it's a new school year this month.
Being that I'm almost 30 years old, my mind has been completely rewired to think of January as the beginning of the new year. But when I was in school, January always felt like the midpoint. The only new thing being that the year had changed and you were gonna keep accidentally writing last year's date on all your homework for the next six weeks.
September was when everything changed. New teacher, new classmates, new haircut, sometimes even a new school - it was a big deal.
So despite being a 28-year-old school-hating fiend, I sort of miss the hard reset that September afforded me. It was refreshing. Fun. A little tittilating, and always scary.
So that's how I'm designing this September for myself. I'm making new year's resolutions starting now. Not waiting until January. It's too cold then anyway and everyone's got seasonal affective disorder. Best to strike while the iron's hot and we've got some sunshine in our blood and the summer lofi’s still playing in the background.