it's very late and it's now september and where exactly did the summer go? cece's right, really. we say this every year. but i just feel like i have really good excuses this time.

the middle of night is always a strange place to be and i find myself here quite often these days. i'm trying to get off this cycle but it's not as easy as you might think. i found this quote earlier that i think sums up what we can learn from depression if we are able to:

in the depths of winter i finally learned there was in me an invincible summer...camus.

and i've found the invincible summer before...but this winter is not quite over yet.