A Not-So-Gentle Nudge
Autumn is, by far, my favourite season. The skies become a crisp blue and it’s distinctly chilly in the mornings and evenings. The dew on the grass reminds you to enjoy your last few weeks of wearing sandals. I always feel a sense of anticipation as though something exciting is about to happen. For almost all of my life it has been my own personal “New Year”. My time for introspection and for weeding out my mind. Some of my biggest life decisions have been made during Autumn. Sometimes it creeps up without any warning, but not this year. This year it waited for a Sunday evening and then appeared with pangs reminiscent of childbirth. It started with a vague sinus headache, heralding the change of season, which slowly developed into a debilitating cramp on the left of my head and down the left side of my face. Then panic set in. I had arrived at nearly the end of Sunday and still had too much that had to be accomplished before the new work/school wee