It's back-to-school time, everyone can feel it. We're all stocking up on supplies, working on our figures, revamping our wardrobes and getting ready to learn new things.
Except, oh wait!, I graduated this year. Like an idiot.
The smell of freshly sharpened pencils is getting me nostalgic (not that I've used pencils in class since about 2003) and I have this crazy desire to buy a backpack with dinosaurs on it (which I never wanted as a child). Back to school is just about the coolest most exciting part of September, and I hate to think of myself as not being a part of it.
Perhaps, then, it's not a coincidence that I'm starting my new job this week, and just *had* to get new work shoes for the occasion. For the record, those of you in the service industry, get Dansko professional clogs...
