October
On getting with the program.
It really snuck up on me, I kept saying—maybe because, last Friday, I was out in shorts-no-jacket, sweating. All week, was looking past my desk at the calendar on the wall that still read September thinking, well that’s not right.
Finally, last night, when I was taking out the recycling, I could see my breath—little cloud lingering in the night air. Cold, I thought, fondly, like welcoming in a friend. October finally came, a few days behind, caught off guard like everyone else.
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