It is that time of year, where the days having gotten colder and the temperature begins to drop below sixty degrees on a steady basis. Time has a way of alluding me, and most likely everyone else. One day it is summer and the next day it seems that Fall is suddenly upon us.
Don’t get me wrong, I like Fall. Fall conjures up the feeling of rebirth; new beginnings. I need to feel that about now. Fall also brings the sense of isolation, and loneliness, and slumber. All aspects of life seem to quiet down in Fall. The birds chirp less, the leaves depart from the trees, the ground becomes solid, with the oncoming cold weather.
You might ask where I am going with this, and I would likely reply, “I don’t know”. It’s dark outside, and I am now wishing it was Summer again. I am not ready for Fall, I need one or two more months of Summer, and then I will be ready…but that, of course, will not be happening. Like all things in life, you can’t always get what you want.