it feels as though I’m about to crash.
An unwelcome crash into a wall of noise and busyness. Crisp, golden leafed weather taking a back seat crammed with food wrappers, water bottles and spilled milk, blankets, extra sweaters and toques unless and until it interferes with active activities planned and gearing up once more for this season of change.
‘No rest for the wicked’ the old saying cries
but few of us are wicked at all just good people
who feel tired before seeming even to have time to think!
“Nothing is so painful to the human mind
as a great and sudden change.”
~ Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley, Frankenstein