Someone should mass-produce sunsets, cooler mornings, gardens, bare feet, “Is it really midnight already?” conversations, and coloring books. It would make a great recipe for an energy drink. Grad student demand would be through the roof.
Classes start back tomorrow. I went to campus yesterday and re-immersed myself in the smell of freshly cut grass, dusty books, and very well-dressed students. (For the last, hearing faint strains of Finals will overcome [you]; finals will overcome playing in my head.)
Nostalgia for crowded parking lots and the “wedding march” stairs vanished even more quickly.
But hey, it’s grad school. Welcome back!
Snark on the Side 