August, Die She Must

I leave August with a sigh of pity. It must have been that I lost doors of opportunity. or did not bother to open some. But September is in and I have concluded I had enough of thinking. Yes, I have done some chores, this and that. In my garden, most specifically but it does not give me full satisfaction. Between the things I love and the things I want to do lies a chasm. I have yet to cross over and put a bridge on both. Yet I constantly prod myself to do things which have not yet been done. Starting this month, I start once more.