As I sit in my office, tapping my pen annoyingly on my desk, I begin to daydream. It’s not your typical daydream about winning the lottery, or going to the Bahamas, or the nameless, yet stunningly beautiful face on the cover of some magazine I’ll never read.
You see, my daydreams take me somewhere else. I drift off in a daze of anticipation that takes me straight to September 3rd.
And if you don’t know what happens on September 3rd, I’m not sure how you found this website or why you’re still reading.
Thank you for still reading, by the way.