ten steps into silly season

it happened again.

every year flies faster than ever before, the end just creeps up behind your back and screams BOO with a malicious cackle…

as sad as I am about the flying of time, I can see an end is needed – all around people are bubbling at the edges, getting weak in the bones and running on empty. it’s in the air.

I, on the other hand, have MUCH to accomplish before the end is nigh, and I feel kinda energised to do it, not like in totally perky, but enough stamina to shake some mountains just the way I like it…

 

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