A Story For The End Of Summer
It’s a weird time of year If I am being honest.
Not weird in a bad or eerie way. Weird in a weird sort of way.
August has always been like a yearly fork in the road.
Growing up, the end of summer was about going back to school. Summer fun was over. Shopping for new bookbags and school clothes did not excite me. It was time to settle in, get back to schoolwork…