a spy in the house of love

I was talking to one of my coworkers today about how, every year, every September, I alway feel the urge to change my life in some way.  Whether it’s looking for a new job, getting a hair cut, buying a new wardrobe—something has to shift in order for me to process the seasonal change.  I’m sure it has to do with sixteen years of Back-to-School conditioning (that idea that you can start “fresh” every August or September, with a blank slate), it’s just weird that it’s become clockwork for me to stop and ask myself, “Is this where I want to be?  Is this what I want to be doing?”

I was talking to one of my coworkers today about how, every year, every September, I alway feel the urge to change my life in some way.  Whether it’s looking for a new job, getting a hair cut, buying a new wardrobe—something has to shift in order for me to process the seasonal change.  I’m sure it has to do with sixteen years of Back-to-School conditioning (that idea that you can start “fresh” every August or September, with a blank slate), it’s just weird that it’s become clockwork for me to stop and ask myself, “Is this where I want to be?  Is this what I want to be doing?”

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#autumn    #fall    #leaves    
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