My whole life I've loved the first day back to school. The slightly cool September breeze, the electric energy of excitement and nervousness, the fresh school supplies and just an overall feeling of high potential.
I've long since passed my epiphanic "I never have to go to school again" moment, but working at a university I still get to experience the nervous anticipation vicariously through students during their "frosh days" as they galavant around a campus that still seems a labyrinth on scavanger hunts and nerf-gun wars.
In two weeks' time they'll be struggling through workloads and drama and life in general, but today the world is new.
I work mostly remote these days, but I'd never miss the first day of the fall term just to soak in the excitement.