I don't know about you - but I certainly feel more excitement for the new year that starts in September, than the one that starts in January. There's always more motion, more of a buzz, and quite frankly - I make twice as many resolutions at the beginning of the school year than I do on New Year's Day. It's easier to fit things in as I make a new schedule.
Maybe it's because it's my SENIOR YEAR, but I feel a very special buzz on this, the first day of school.
I'm smiling on campus.
This is new. Well, sort of. Typically I keep my eyes turned down, hastily trying to speed-walk to my next destination. Fend for yourselves slash survival of the fittest, you know.
But I'm excited for the people and the places and the classes.
Not to mention my great schedule, the lack of rehearsal and the change in work space.
I'm excited for the resolutions, the gym membership, the ambitions and habits I've already begun. Like the fact that I'm actually taking time to READ BOOKS. Reading. I am reading them all. All of the books.
And I have this big, squishy feeling that it's going to be a great year.