Interesting Abyss, Where Are You?

August—take out the ink and weep! That’s something Pasternak said about February, but I always think of it around this time of year. Definitely, I identify as one of summer’s severest critics, and I tend to say/ believe that my favorite season is fall, so why is the end of August so wrenching? The pumpkin spice signage comes out, and the banners welcomi…