The day after Labor Day always brings a feeling of excitement and expectation. The origins surely go back to grammar school. Putting on that newly purchased school uniform and holding the pencil case full of fresh supplies sent thrills through my little Catholic schoolgirl body.
Was it like that for you? Did you play "school" with your friend for weeks ahead of time? I liked to play the teacher and give directions, often assigning math homework before the art projects could be started. Such a little tyrant.
Such aliveness is in the world today. Don't you feel it? It's the day of fresh starts and new possibilities. More the beginning of the year than New Year's Day. Do you agree? What is appealing to you about the day after Labor Day?