The end of summer is depressing.

The days get shorter, leaves get less green, water gets colder….

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Sometimes, it just feels like someone is pulling the rug from underneath your feet..

Not with a fast whip, but so imperceptibly slowly, that you dont feel it at all.

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I cant seem to stand fools gladly these days. Ofcourse, “fools”, judged to be so by my own standards and “stand” = can’t wait to run out on them.

Is this what is called being snooty? high-handed? maybe difficult?

Or solitary, a loner, a recluse.. a misanthrope…

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My earworm – the haunting ‘Inertia Creeps’ by Massive Attack.

Should I be worried?