Another beautiful sunny August morning. I’m on my second cup of tea. I should be getting on with my day but I haven’t been able to give up this indulgence. It’s harmless and maybe helpful and healthful. So let me indulge away. Beautiful as these August days are, I have to remind myself the days are getting shorter. The sun rises later and sets earlier. Sometimes I find my moods turning on a dime, feeling bad all of a sudden, for no reasonable reason.

I turn on myself, not being kind or generous. It takes a moment before the light bulb clicks on. I realize then that it is late August and perhaps it is my old friend, SAD, calling again. I feel better that there is a reason, a cause and that I am not just a miserable good for nothing person. I haven’t yet ascended to the level where I can accept that it is ok to feel whatever I feel without a reason. But I am better at letting these moods pass on their own. I am not so dogged at ‘fixing myself’. Perhaps I am at last learning about acceptance.