I promise not to keep harping on this because it's SO MIND-NUMBINGLY BORING. But as you know, I've been struggling with the onset of fall more than usual. A lot more than usual. So I talked to my doctor about this yesterday and went dude. What gives? And he said, the problem is you're going into your hard seasons already burned out.
As soon as he said that, I went dude. You're right. That's exactly what's going on here. And you know what else is going on here? I'm calling my doctor "dude" a lot.
So then I asked for a magic pill that would make me feel excited about everything happening soon. Halloween. Fall planting. Amber light and blue skies. A pile of good books to read. Trips to the farmers' market with my granddaughter. FOOD. FOOD. MORE FOOD. And he said sorry. No special super magic pills. Just employ your strategies. Light box. Exercise. Mild anti-depressants. Friends. Gratitude journal.
And you know what? I found this kind of comforting. It was like he said, yeah. This sucks for you. But it's okay. You'll weather it, just like you have before.
Here's to weathering! And now I will say no more on the subject.