I know that teaching in public schools is very different from the real world. Did you know that teachers talk that way? "Let's go out to lunch and behave like real people at work." This is our impression of the world, anyway--we are insulated from it, and only have our spouses or friends to tell us differently. Our own reality IS reality. That's just the way it is.
Which is why I find myself confused today. I usually couldn't give a shit about the new year. The calendar flips over. Whoopity doo. I don't care, because my year doesn't start in January. It starts in August, ends in May, and there is a special in-between time called "summer" where I get to join the real world.
But today is different for some reason. I think it's because I turn 40 in four weeks. Today, I am full of hope, and I'm thinking about my health and my businesses, and things I want to do. I wonder if this is how people in the real world feel on January 1.