Good luck in October, everyone! I'm still reeling from the fact that summer is over, and now it's October. Sometimes life goes whoooosh.
The way time soars seems sinister. Time might be sinister. The days go by, one after another, until it seems that I've just been floating along, not fully present. My dreams are so mundane that they blend into my waking life. Sleep walking, sleep floating, sleep drifting.
Sweet dreams in October!