The Fall Equinox doesn't happen officially for another couple of days, but there's been something about the quality of the light recently that tells me it's fall. The days have grown noticeably shorter. The shadows have grown noticeably longer. The angle of the sun is different.
The sad thing is that autumn used to be one of my favorite times of year. I love it when the leaves change, when the harvest comes in, and when the energy around me speeds up in preparation for winter. I guess I love seasonal changes in general, which maybe makes California a silly place for me to live.
Anyway, since coming off Zoloft a few years ago, and basically un-sedating myself in the process, autumn brings apprehension. At the very least, I can expect my concentration to suffer. Some years it's my mood. Last year it was my very sanity.