August

“Some days in late August at home are like this, the air thin and eager like this, with something in it sad and nostalgic and familiar.”

{WF, The Sound and the Fury}

The sun hits differently in late August. I saw it shining through my window this afternoon and I felt this sudden rush of unexplained nostalgia. The sight makes my heart delightful but the thought brings so much nostalgia I feel sad for no reason.

August is ending in a few days. I might as well cherish these August afternoon moments before it all slip away.

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