It’s Labor Day. Where did my summer go. Every season has it’s unpleasant mood. Labor Day is at the top of the list for me. It was much worse while in school, but not much better over 50 years later. Summer fades into Fall, shorter days, irritability and anxiety along with a bunch of other Clinical definitions bullshit of seasonal disorders. Hell, I am making my self depressed now.
we’re meant to lose the people we love. How else would we know how important they are to us?