day 199: guess who's here

I'm going ahead and calling it.

October it is.

The wind's chilly enough.

The mornings are crisp enough.

That dry leaves smell is already in the air.

Last November, October truly seemed like an eternity away.

As it did in December.

And January.

And February.

See any pattern here?

Making it to this month has been my own personal Mecca.

Think there were many days and nights when I thought I wouldn't make it?

Um.....more than many.

And I know I'm not done yet.

But, by golly, does it feel good to flip that page and call it, almost officially, October.

(sigh)