September Disappoints

 Normally September's onset turns my next page.  I've gotten my school supplies while on sale, son's birthday, my residents are adapting to a more seamless form of patient care, High Holy Days approach with the challenge of a Torah reading and a menu.  In more recent years OLLI begins.  College football and the Iggles take the field.  In election years I start paying attention to what the candidates stand for, though in more recent years it has really been more deciding what I stand for.  We could dispute perhaps if the demarcation day is really September 1 or Labor Day but this year feels different.

I have my son's wedding approaching.  And OLLI reconvenes but in a different form. The Holy Days will arrive too, though without me having to work on my public portion.  Instead of energized, I feel a little let down, too much time at my screens or lying in recliner or couch or bed.  Nobody around at OLLI.  Not a whole lot to harvest from my garden this year.  I seem to lack the eagerness to move along to the year's next chapter.