Hard to believe with this endless humidity, but it is in fact the end of September! September is usually my favorite month, because it’s back-to-school time! And even though I’ve been out of college for more than a few years, I still get the familiar jitters and excitement this time of year! I even bought some new clothes and stocked up on a fresh memo-pad from the office supply closet!
But with back-to-school time comes the stark realization that I am no longer a fresh-faced teeny-bopper headed off to high school, or a cool college kid who is living their “New York Dream.” Instead, I’m the boring adult, slogging to her office job, fighting for a seat with starry-eyed babies heading off to their first protest and waxing poetic about how they’re “totally going to major in visual anthropology with a minor in classics.” Sigh. You young, precious YOUTHS!
Of course, I was there once. My first weekend in college, I went to a global warming protest, attended a Buddhist meditation service, and briefly became a vegan. I had lofty goals of becoming some super-chill hippy, which is the exact opposite of my personality. But a new school year always brings the promise of some sweeping life change, and I sort of miss that wide-eyed naiveté before I became a cog in the daily grind of adulthood. Enjoy it while it lasts, college kids! ….Mind if I join you at your next “Freegan 4Evr” dinner party??
What’s My Age: 46, a harried commuter, fondly recalling “wild times,” and referring wistfully to college as “the best time of my life.”