It’s September… It’s September, and whether you know it or not, your mind has been seasonally shifted. September is the first of a series of months that end in “-ber” that lead to you saying “brrr.”
The equinox is less than 21 days from today. From then on, the night is longer than the day, cold stronger than warm, and storm will prevail over calm.
Ski and snowboard movie trailers are dropping left and right, and movie premiers loom closely behind them.
September. It’s when it all begins. The frenzy won’t come to fruition just yet, but its rumblings are deeply felt across the Northern Hemisphere. The rolling frequency will soon reach resonance and cause hectic and bizarre thought processes in snow humans everywhere.
An awakening is about to occur—an awakening of mind and body, of spirit and element. Tightened, sun-soaked skin will yearn for goosebumps and goggle tans. Barren, lonely mountainsides await profound layers of frozen dihydrogen monoxide and frantic homo sapiens.
Your subconscious already knows how your brain will react to the coming cold and snow. Once in and around it, you’ll act utterly ridiculous. You’ll scream without provocation within it. You’ll suffer through horrific winds and terrible cold to stay near it. You’ll wear strange clothing to impress it. You’ll spend copious amounts of money to befriend it. Some will even forgo food and mating to ensure its acquisition.
There’s no proven cure for this formidable mind-warp outside of the hideous decrepitude found in extreme old age. Even then, some find themselves longing for one more huge douse of snow-to-the-face.
So Beware. It’s September… It’s September, and the tide is changing. Your mind has been seasonally shifted—and it knows what comes next. Beware.