August 26, 2016
The last five days of a month go by so slowly. Like it's an equivalent of two weeks, these last five days before month-end. One day is double and a half, even. Don't know what I'm in a hurry for, just that I want it to be September already. August to September is such a big leap. I mean, the difference is jarring sometimes. I exaggerate. Maybe it's people's moods? The slightly cooler air? The Christmas lights? Our birthdays getting near? I don't know. My laundry's piling up. Kinda wish I can use magic to clean all this mess.