It's a Beautiful Morning
I love Fridays. I love having 8 a.m. English class most semesters on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. This is because that's usually my only class on Fridays, which means I can get a lot done and enjoy my Friday until it's time to go to work. Up until the past few days, I had been really depressed about summer ending and fall coming. Although fall had been my favorite season since I was a little kid, the past few summers have been so amazing that I've fallen more and more in love with summer and everything about it. So when September came this year, I got pretty sad. September is always a fairly dull and uneventful month anyway, and it's there for that awkward transition from summer to fall. This September was the worst I've known, probably. But usually the day that October comes, everything turns right back around. This year has been no exception. This morning I left class around 9. It was such a gorgeous morning....