When I was younger the changing of seasons was always tied to important events, marking the distinct end of one period and the beginning of another. Summer ended as a new school year began, bringing the auburn leaves and crisps winds with it. The winter season was always filled with skiing but as our local mountain's trails became more and more exposed with patches of brown earth, I knew Spring was on its way.
As I tried to walk as fast as possible to get to work and out of the bitter, freezing cold this morning, my mind drifted to summertime. I was trying to imagine myself taking this same route at the same time of day, but rather than rushing, trying to take my time so as not to create sweat marks in my freshly ironed shirt. I had a hard time imagining myself doing the same thing, everyday, for an entire year, despite the season, month or thermometer reading. Sure the clothing changes, but thats about it.
It's an odd sensation I haven't quite come to grips with yet, not having a summer break or a fresh start in September. I'm sure I'll get used to the whole "adult lifestyle" eventually but I'm just not there yet.
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People born in the Year of the Rat are noted for their charm and attraction for the opposite sex. They work hard to achieve their goals, acquire possessions, and are likely to be perfectionists. They are basically thrifty with money. Rat people are easily angered and love to gossip. Their ambitions are big, and they are usually very successful.
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