I am having a slight case of melancholy.
It's probably not fatal, mind you, but it is there all the same.
The days are getting short and colder.
My to do list is never ending — so many letters I mean to write, friends I would like to catch up with, craft projects to start, books to finish reading, recipes to try.
So many things I want to do and so little time!
Somehow, my workday now stretches from 7:30 until 5:30 or 6:00 each day.
By the time I reach home, it is often a struggle to tackle that ever growing list. I wind down from the day playing an MMORPG, chatting with the folks who are still hanging out on twitter, and then suddenly it's time to make dinner and then POOF! another day has vanished.
How did I used to have the energy to be out at concerts until 2 a.m. on a work night? Or time to even keep up on all the amazing events that were going on (let alone to write about them!)
This is a lament, but only a small one. These are 1st world problems, to be sure.