Seasonal Affective Disorder

I can feel it already. It wasn't the slack of the summer in past years that made the return to school so hard. I think it genuinely is the return of the fall that moves me from my usual down to the more apathetic, confused, and frustrated depressed.

The hope I had been relishing all summer to kindle a Romantic Relationship has been gunned down, at least in the first attempt. Sorting out deep complicated feelings that include a repulsion to dating has failed. We will stay friends. Nothing special about it. And I had finally thought that Noah's tarot reading had come true.

The people on the second floor are installing a new faucet. I suppose I should be out there.