Change is so interesting and terrible and exciting and daunting and sad and needed and feared and inevitable and slow and hard and sweet and numbing and troubling and fast.

Late August is such a moment of change. All these big things are just around the corner, rushing us into the holidays, and spitting us out into the mouth of January. It's such a fast track!

It's a moment to prepare, but I inevitably stall. I think I'm scared of what is ahead, or I just plan to wait until the last second to spring into action.

I don't know.

The school year calendar is ingrained in us all. August means the vacation is winding down. Shorter, colder, darker days lie ahead.

I'm keeping my head down.