Wake Me Up

     It's September.  I was going to begin by saying I don't usually comment on the passage of time.  And then I thought I had said that before.  I was right.  On December 1st, of last year, I said exactly that: Holy Crap, It's December.  I didn't want to comment on the passage of time.  But then I woke up this morning and stared at the calendar.  And I went searching for that post I knew I wrote.  I thought it was from June perhaps.  But December?  Where did the time go?
     So now I'm commenting on the passage of time.  Of course I can believe in September.  I've been fully conscious this entire time.  I watched as the days went by.  I get how September came to be.  But still, holy crap, can you believe it's already September?
   The kids are going back to school.  I don't have any kids, so this doesn't affect me in any way, but still.  Also, a lot of the schools around here are still closed because of power outages.  Also, not the point.  It's September, the kids are going back to school, football might be starting, and things that taste like pumpkins are everywhere.
     I'm actually very glad it's September.  I like September a lot, even with its 10-pounds of sadness weighing it down.  Because frankly, September does seem a little more serious than the other months.  I think it's because of all the syllables.  And also, this awesome Green Day song:
 

On the other hand- it's only Thursday.  And that's the rub with time passing, isn't it?  How do days and weeks go by so slowly, but then BAM!, all of a sudden it's September and we think we've let it all pass us by.  Wakka-wakka-wakka.