See ya, summer

Fall officially starts tomorrow, and summer hasn’t been here for weeks. If the weather was like this all the time, I wouldn’t complain. Highs in the 70s, lows in the 30s or 40s. Oh wait. I used to live some place like that. And there was an ocean and beaches and good food and good times. But that feels like a lifetime ago. It was another me ago, that’s for sure.

People talk a lot about summer romances, but I’m pretty sure most of the falling in love I’ve done was in the fall. I hooked up with the ex in the fall, was married in the fall... I guess it’s all a matter of what significance I give these things. Dates, seasons, holidays. I don’t know. It’s too much to ponder before I have to head to work I guess.