Autumn has begun. I understand the astronomical, physical, and cultural realities behind the seasons. However, the true seasons do not align perfectly with the way I personally define them. For me, the five seasons of the year are as follows:
- Autumn starts 1 September and goes to Thanksgiving
- Winter begins on Thanksgiving and ends at New Year’s
- New Year’s to the Spring Equinox is just sad
- Spring is from the equinox to 1 June
- Summer is 1 June through the end of August
And so, remaining jobless and having reached my self-appointed deadline of applying-only-and-not-working, I am looking to start something–anything–so as to be doing something with my time and also earning money. Lots of waiting, even while I try to fill up the waiting with activity.
Not wild into the idea of still being directionless after the passage of almost two entire seasons since I started applying but what can you do. I feel like I complain rather a lot about my job search which, while valid, is probably a little boring and/or a bit of a downer for most of you. It does occupy a lot of my waking hours but also, it doesn’t really since, you know, it’s not an actual job.
It’s a weird feeling, being certain that I’m kind of waiting in a holding pattern but also knowing clearly that time marches on, as it is ever wont to do. It’s September already! And not only that, but like almost a full week into September. What happened to August? Though I have been able to still read outside, it has been somehow diminished, knowing that it is officially (according to me) fall now.
Anyway, I did get to spend some time with a neighborhood kitty this past weekend. No idea what name they prefer, but they did respond to Toast. Such a long, pretty kitty.
That was a fun time, who doesn’t like a random, affectionate kitty wandering up to spend an afternoon with you.
I don’t know what seasonal favorites may or may not be heading your way in the coming weeks and months. I don’t know whether you revel in seasonal changes or if you’re hoping summer has a long, slow demise. Regardless, though, I hope that you are able to face the September air with fortitude, knowing that time and tide wait for no one.
Since I’ve got plenty of waiting on my plate as it is, I’ll not hold you up any further and end this post here.