I feel as if I turned my head and it's September all of the sudden. Time flew by quickly this year. Many of my colleagues also commented the same. I'm not sure if it's because of how busy life has been for everyone or there's some unexplained temporal anomaly.
For one thing, I managed to capture a sunset around this time of the year. It's still not the same as the position I marveled at this one time driving to work, but this is a close second.
*Photo taken with my iPhone 6
It feels melancholic. Actually, I think I've felt that way since the great fallout of 2016. I have tried to move on with an open mind, but I could still feel the chains weighing down on my heart. If I were to describe myself right now, it would probably be something along the lines of a "contractor" from Darker Than Black, except I can put up a façade as needed for different occasions.
Am I just not grateful with what I still have? Or am I still bitter with what happened? Sometimes, I get replies such as this one from 
Well, he is not wrong.
One thing that has always bothered me when voicing my complaints about setbacks in life has always been the notion of "well, it could be worse" or "look at the bright side, (insert comparison to a dire situation)". I get that. My life is totally the life of a dream to someone, say, from North Korea. However, is that what I always come back to? To tell myself that at least it's better than the next guy?
Perhaps I do need a shift in my attitude? Despite pitfalls of my situation, I live an okay lifestyle. I still make significantly more than the average household income in the US. My health has not failed. I am being productive in life. I am not yet as Job, whose friends did accuse him.
In fact, my struggles are nothing compared to some of the other Steemians who are from the US. Just ask 
Anyhow, these are just random scribbles. I'll leave you with this screenshot:
Much palindrome. Such symmetry!
We will keep in touch.
Cheers!