Today is both the first day of September and the first day of our Fall semester at NYU. Bright and early this morning I taught my very first class of the academic year.
Autumn has arrived, as though welcoming us into the coming year, the heat of the NY summer is gone at last, and it feels like a fresh start. Ready to start the future.
And the nice thing about the future is that anything is possible. Then again, the scary thing about the future is that anything is possible.