Datta, dayadhvam, damyata

It is less than a month before I return to work. I am looking forward to returning to work, seriously. Summer comes to an end and in the fall it is great to be around the students and hear them complain how the summer came and went and they wish it wasn't over. It is the end. In three weeks I will be back in the hussle and bussle of school work once more. The reality is that the thunder sound of work approaching has always been a source of pleasure for me. Perhaps this is the best time of the year... the impending thunderous avalanche of work rushing towards me and me smiling while I wait. Idealism at its best. Thunder, thunder, thunder.