My ride home tonight was all cool air and pink skies: yes, fall must be around the corner. The change from summer to fall is the most dramatic of the season transitions, perhaps like my upcoming change to forty in a year’s time? Hopefully that won’t be too dramatic. I think I’ll leave the drama in my thirties.
Not sure why I’m thinking about this. I’m not depressed, nor did I intend this entry to suggest as much. The cool air is cool. Looking forward to fall.
