September should, in theory, bring some relief to this hellish summer we have been living. This summer that has taught us to be patient, it has taught to wait.
It should, in theory, be a comfortable month, but most years that’s not entirely the case, the temperature, and its burning mercury deny to leave us alone, but we always can hope for the best. Personally, September will be an excellent month for work. I will be working almost every single day, visiting companies, training in some, and interviewing in others.
And although my writing time will be cut to less than half, I am learning to write every single free moment my days might grant me. I am learning to walk one step at the time. I am learning to be patient with myself, with my limitations, I am learning to wait. I am learning to live.