I both love and hate fall. The hate mainly derived from my distain of school as a child, and the dread I felt as Labor Day approached. I simple despised school, and, as fall neared, the weight of this dread slowly pulled me down into a pit of loathing and despair. However, as an adult, I love fall, the clear brilliant sunsets, the crisp smell of autumn in the air. It can be one of the best times of year in Minneapolis, as long as you can push out the thoughts of the impending winter…brrr…

Fall also signifies change, new school, new season...

Change is in the air my friends, and I can feel it turning around the corner…