All my favorite bloggers (and people) share the same taste for this time year as I do. Sometimes it’s sweet, sometimes it’s bitter, and sometimes it’s so damn hard to swallow. It’s not something that is constantly thought about, or brought into consciousness often, but more of a constant nagging feeling in the back of the brain.
Every. Single. Day.
It’s hard to wrap my head around the idea that this time of year bums me out. I can barely admit it, and I struggle every year with admitting it, but that doesn’t change reality. I’m not depressed, just…bummed. Is that the right word?
This is my “getting through it” song:) At least for today.