School started a week and a half ago, but only these last two days began to feel like autumn. Cold, rainy and windy and so nostalgic, with the mix of regret for the lost freedom of the summer vacation and the joy of new beginnings, the mix of worries for re-found responsibilities and comfort of meeting your colleagues again.I really enjoy this time of the year and this old familiar feeling which is even nicer this school year. My childhood friend, with whom we went to school together, brings her daughter every morning to the school I teach at. So, we get to meet on the hallways again and spend some time together before the first class starts, same as many, many years ago. And same as then, in our secondary school times, we call each other in the afternoons too , to talk some more.