Tomorrow morning it all rev's up again.
7am will NOT be blissfully silent.
Tomorrow, the windows will resonate with the rumble of school buses.
Tomorrow, the 3pm 'rush hour' convoy of those same buses returning their precious cargo home, will be back.
Tomorrow, the rhythm of my day will be picked up and transported by that fleet of yellow rumblers out of lazy summer mode and into active mode. There's work to be done: jobs to be started, jobs to be completed, and dream jobs.
But today is a day of rest.
Today is a day of gratitude for the work and workers who keep this society functioning.
Today is a day of celebration of freedom:
the freedom to choose our work,
the freedom to choose our leisure,
the freedom to write.
It's like New Year's Eve all over again, minus the hype and the carousing.
Enjoy this day.
©2014 April Hoeller