Fluttery

This day in years gone by has always been one of genuine excitement for me: The day I can start filling in my Wimbledon draw. For me, it's the real start of summer - I'd normally have finished exams or be heading towards something new. For me, despite my love of New Year, September always feels like the start of the year; it speaks of the possibility of change. This year, I will be different: I will not procrastinate, I will not leave things to the last minute. And yet, and yet... I wonder if that will change once I start work properly. For now, however, it remains, and I can get excited about some random British woman going 3-1 against Hingis. It's time to work.