It’s the start of a new season; trees are sprouting greenery, flowers are blossoming, birds are chirping, the air is filled with something that smells vaguely familiar… ssh, close your eyes, take a good whiff. What’s that smell?… Ah, that’s it. It’s the smell of a clean slate. With a dash of hope, a hint of change and a sprinkling of deluded optimism.
It’s that time of the year, boys and girls and undecideds. Now, I’m not talking about that “join a gym”, “go paleo” clean slate codswallop (cause we all know come day three of said new lifestyle you’ll be back stuffing your face with paleo-prohibited dairy products and avoiding the gym like the plague). No, I’m talking about the start of a new semester.
Whether you’re an uncorrupted, optimistic freshman or a fourth-year about to tackle their final semester while trying to get in the QUT spirit and ready themselves for the real world (thanks, QUT), there’s nothing quite like the start of a zesty fresh semester.
“Out of sight, out of mind.” Right? Just put those clothes away, put your pens and paper back in the drawer and hey presto! Functional student workspace, right? Until your clothes actually prevent you from closing your wardrobe, or you can’t shut your desk drawers due to an ungodly paper jam.
Perhaps you haven’t experienced these exact situations, but we all know what a drag it is to clean up – especially if you’re cleaning up in order to work. I stumbled upon some minimalist living blogs earlier this year, and they’ve changed my outlook in a great way.