September

The end of summer, kids start school, the birthday season begins, and always this sense of melancholy. It has always been that way, but now that I am growing older and time slides by so much faster, the passing seasons are just a blur, a momentary hick-up four times a year, just a speed bump really, as if to say, 'are you still awake?" I've always noticed September's the most. A warning to prepare for 'the little death' ahead... Ah, it matches my mood....