We’re on the back-end of the year now. And at the beginning of the JASON-months. For some reason, I have taken a strange liking to these months just because they form a name. It’s like meeting an old acquaintance. A regular one might say. However, with each passing year, there seems to be less time to reflect and wind down. July and August used to be the slowest months of my years. First because of school summer break, later because there were no studies during the hot summer months. These days I more often than not forget to make proper summer refueling plans.

There’s about two real-life weeks between writing the above paragraph and this one. There used to be a bunch more blabber about inconsequential things. The truth ist, July was a slow blurry month of not-much-ness. And that’s okay. Sometimes life just goes on which out much ado.