I’ve noticed that in the recent years, I’ve started to dislike autumn. The blahs just hit me extra hard around autumn in the last few years.
Today I was thinking about why I could be feeling like this and it kind of dawned on me. Perhaps it’s the dreading of time going by. But then I thought about it some more and I realized that it’s the idea that another summer has passed by and I’m still as craptacular as I was last autumn.
Since I finished at Seneca, I haven’t had much to look forward to in the autumn. York University was a bust. Mälardalen Högskolan was a complete disappointment. This autumn is going all right but it’s nothing that’s making me think, “Oh yay! I can’t wait!”
I need that SOMETHING.
Hopefully next autumn will bring me that SOMETHING. If all goes as planned, I could start dental school next year. Then I’ll definitely have something really awesome to be excited about. Oh the learning. It will be so rewarding.