I usually get the same way but, oddly this year is different. Maybe because it still feels like summer here. Usually by the time the leaves change and the frost crops up in the morning, something clicks in my brain, well, just before that, it's like the excitement of knowing I'm doomed, top of a roller coaster, that feeling in your gut when it has just started to drop. Airplane turbulence.

But, I'm off medications, I always found them an awful reminder of being ill.