You know...labor day weekend...all the little students are heading back to school. Every fall around this time I'd return to campus, breathe in that fresh 75 degree fall air, and feel my chest swell with dreams, possibility, and yes, even a bit of optimism.
Then the first week of class would end, and my chest would soon begin suffocating under the weight of textbooks, boring lectures, and uninspired professors (in both high school and college). Welcome back to the real world, kid.
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