October
October...
One of the three busiest (worst) months of the year.
Warm days, cool (or even cold) nights (80s and then upper 40s). But the humidity disappears.
When fatigue starts gnawing at you and the BS piles up on your back, and you can feel it on your neck.
When you start worrying again about the money, the mortgages, the illnesses (change of seasons), and it is that feeling that it all begins again when you somehow were still free two months earlier (eons ago by now) and yet in seven months it is summer again (but May is always a blur of long-term exhaustion), although summery weather starts in March around here.
The aches, the heartaches, the routine, the passing of time, the aging, "closer to thee, my God," they'd sing....
Only good thing: a lazy weekend morning in bed, half asleep, when it is cold outside....
One of the three busiest (worst) months of the year.
Warm days, cool (or even cold) nights (80s and then upper 40s). But the humidity disappears.
When fatigue starts gnawing at you and the BS piles up on your back, and you can feel it on your neck.
When you start worrying again about the money, the mortgages, the illnesses (change of seasons), and it is that feeling that it all begins again when you somehow were still free two months earlier (eons ago by now) and yet in seven months it is summer again (but May is always a blur of long-term exhaustion), although summery weather starts in March around here.
The aches, the heartaches, the routine, the passing of time, the aging, "closer to thee, my God," they'd sing....
Only good thing: a lazy weekend morning in bed, half asleep, when it is cold outside....
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