Let's go to the Confessional.
Dear reader~ Where has the Summer gone? I must confess that the older I get the swifter our seasons seem to come and go. Last weekend I was in a Target store and heard some teenager telling her mom that "xyz" store already had their Christmas displays going up. Really- before the end of August!!??
I suppose it is only natural that time seems to go faster as we get older. I think as we age and take on responsibilities we must think less about seasons or even months and more about paydays. We seem to move between paydays swiftly. Like maybe we simply live for the next payday. At least that is what it seems like to me.
I confess I wish for some different benchmark to look forward to. I'm open to suggestions.