August. It’s here. August has always felt like a transitional period in my life. Part of it has to do with the obvious fact that I add an extra year to my age on the 5th of this month (yikes). But the final days of July are always treated like a farewell to summer despite the fall equinox not happening until September.
School has always started near the end of August for me and the coming of September, while being a more appropriate academic transition, feels much more natural than August’s abruptness. August 1st always without fail slaps me awake from a daze. It’s when I suddenly find myself gasping at how quickly the year flew by and start panicking about the future.
Ahh the future…such a soft spot for me right now. Like most twenty-something young ladies, I feel confused about where life is taking me. I’m enjoying the ride but thoughts about “what next” cause significant anxiety. I alluded to some future plans that are currently brewing in my life but those won’t come into fruition until at least spring of next year. I’ve come to peace with the unknown and uncertain many many months ago.
I’m not sure where I’m going with this post so consider it a brain dump of sorts. As you read this I’m likely out and about Grant Park for Lollapalooza, which serves as the perfect way to welcome in August. I’m taking the majority of next week off from work and plan to do some relaxing soul-searching at home. Shopping might be involved. I turn 26 on Tuesday and hope to confront all panic & fears head-on immediately.
Cheers to a beautiful 2014 thus far and an even more glorious rest of the year!
What months are “transition months” for you?