Happy equinox to all who celebrate. It was like turning a switch this morning, feeling the wind blow cold from the west and send dozens of yellow walnut leaves twirling and dancing into the yard. Everything - the overgrown pumpkin patch with their misshapen, rotten-tooth colored gourds, the unmown lawn, the dead sunflowers stalks teeming with goldfinch - suddenly looked soft and sleepy, seasonal, and not just overgrown and shabby. 

I had become perfectly content with my life of doing the bare minimum while I trolled linkedin for new jobs but unexpectedly this week, the source of all my problems at work was abruptly fired. Nobody knows what happened. It's hard to not feel relieved and like the tension is suddenly gone. I know that it's not really like that; the new manager's methods were terrible, but her ideas were coming from the new VP who is still at the company and still planning to do the nonsense that had me looking for new work in the first place. All that said, I do feel like I can finally take a breath. I have some time. I can really look and not feel like I have to take the first thing that comes along simply to get away from a terrible situation. 

Got my booster today, which will hopefully help me not get covid reading tarot downtown at the wizarding festival this weekend and later, traveling. I didn't have a tattoo sleeve the last time I got booster which is bizarre to me - I got so much ink so quickly - so I asked the guy to stab me on my other arm. He accidentally got too deep into the muscle which involuntarily twitched, making the needle jump, which really hurt! I was distracted by this and didn't notice until afterward that he had decided to put the shot directly into my world serpent tattoo ring on that arm. He had so much other space to stick it! Oh well. 

It's strange to feel so touched and in love with this particular change of the season, and then to think in just a few weeks I'll be in a desert.