September is gone. October has arrived and with it the 12 days of summer that no-one really cares about because we are all working. I will remember this September as the month i began this blog thingy. I get to write for no-one and everyone. It is liberating. Knowing me as i do, i don’t really know if i can keep this going for long. I hope i do as my only reader threatens me constantly if i don’t post. So, to you, my only and inevitably best reader, i promise that, as long as it seems interesting, i’ll keep writing. And since the only feedback i get is from you and you seem to like, this might go on for awhile. So enjoy!
All in all, September was fine. Not good, certainly not great, just fine. Workwise, it almost got to me. I hate this time of year where everything seems to change and yet it stays the same. On a more personal level, we cried and we laughed. It is okay to cry, i’ve been told. So i did. Writing some of what September got to take from me, it also got some of my tears. And i am fine with it. Coping with things is hard when your battlefront seems to be everywhere and it is easy to feel overwhelmed. I accept that.
I also promised myself i would
change adapt. I am trying but it is not easy. I don’t seem to succeed in that particular case. I fully understand wanting to move on. This is life and people get to choose how to live it. I must either accept it or not. I promised myself i would and now it feels like i am betraying someone. I have read that resentment is worse than anything else. I am starting to understand why.
October awaits now. I feel i should end this with a very profound quote but instead i’ll leave you with part of a poem that seems to be fitted for me at this time.