I have a regular Sunday evening social thing and I noted that when we ended at about 7 last night that it was already mostly dark. Then when I woke up at the scheduled time this morning, it was still dark. Yesterday it rained at least lightly all day. The sun never quite showed its face from behind a deep cloud layer. I found yesterday, and yesterday evening, and this morning… very… comfortable. Yes, I am that guy. I am the guy that is really kind of happy to see summer disappear. And yes, I am that guy, that welcomes the darkness, and let’s just say that you can take that both literally and figuratively. It’s not a pose. It’s not an affectation. This is me. I am this guy. God only knows if it’s always been this way, but it became this way a long time ago.

Get the picture?

There used to be a certain negativity that went with it. The negativity was borne of a sense of hopelessness and despair. I didn’t know how to shed it. I didn’t know how to be anything or anyone else. I thought that perhaps when I found a cure that I might become the guy that welcomes the long sunny days.

(Narrator’s Voice – This was not to be.)

I am vain enough though to add a narrator’s voice. Take that for what it’s worth.

But whatever. Bring on the darkness. The official end of summer, astronomically speaking, comes at some point early next week. Bring it on.

Bring it on. I am ready.

I am ready.