Growing up, I did not like Fall. It signaled the end of summer and the start of a new school year. It also signaled the end of warm weather and the start of snow and frost. Even as an adult, I was not fond of this transitional season. With daylight savings time in effect, the days get shorter and shorter, and before you know it, it’s dark out most of the time. It’s not until I moved to New York that I learned to embrace Fall. If you’ve ever visited the city in the summer, you know it’s a sweltering hot mess. The humidity and the heat make most of New England almost unbearable, but in the city, it’s an incubator for all the horrible smells that just cling to you. In August, when the smell of urine and garbage get to their most unpleasant point, you become happy to embrace the cold brisk air that ushers in the Fall season.
life after 9to5 