October, please be good to me.
I’ve stopped yearning for big things. Not that I’ve stopped dreaming, I’m just living day by day. One foot in front of the other.
October is head down month. The disruption of summer and resettling of September are over, and I’m writing, and working, and resting. Always resting. As the choruses boom “PACE YOURSELF” I wouldn’t dare do anything else. I’m working, and resting, and keeping it casual. Routine, nurture, humble work, and humble adventures. October, be good to me.