So, tomorrow is the first day of school. Not for me, of course, but the Wednesday after Labor Day always floods my memory. Sometimes it still feels strange not waking up at 6:30, throwing on my school uniform, packing my backpack, eating a breakfast of cinnamon raisin toast and waiting for a yellow school bus. Sometimes I'll walk pass the book
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