Because it is September

— Let’s begin with a September poem:Septemberby Grace Paley Then the flowers became very wildbecause it was early Septemberand they had nothing to losethey tossed their colors everywhich way over the garden wallsplattering the lawn shoving theirwild orange red rain-disheveled facesinto my window without shame— And under why I keep writing in this space, the note: because one thing will lead to another. So in searching for the Paley poem, I found this essay on LitHub, and the line:A person should be in love most ofthe time. — I made a short reel on insta quoting from Adélia Prado:“Excuse the expression, but I want to fall into life.”Which made me misread the Paley quotation above as: A person should be in life most ofthe time.— This might just be me trying to justify my hermit goals and plans to take an internet sabbatical. Because do I really need to be in life allll of the time? — Last week it was Wendell Berry, and this week, Annie Dillard. Oh this one hits hard, it hurts. The…