I find Mountain School everywhere

We are reading Mrs. Dalloway by Virginia Woolf in my English class and I read this passage and immediately thought of you all, and our life together:

Shout, embrace, swing, be up at dawn; carry sugar to ponies; kiss and caress the snouts of adorable chows; and then all tingling and streaming, plunge and swim.

It is like a rush of the senses... thats how I think of our semester together