Goodbye summer. Yet again I feel I wasted you.

Tommy Young
Sep 3, 2018 · 2 min read

Pretty much feel this way every single year. Even though I have been doing a much better job recently of setting better expectations for myself in terms of getting stuff done and spending my time wisely and giving in and being ok with not finishing certain things and being ok when my day or week doesn’t go absolutely perfect or to script I am always having a time thinking my summer was epic.

Why is this?

I really couldn’t tell ya, but I think it has to do with my propensity to avoid traditional summer things like priortizing getting to the beach and the like, and since I have recently come to realize that I most certainly do suffer from seasonal depression (mildly), I think that puts me in a weird state; while I am truly not super-interested in doing the things that make summer “summer,” and really prefer the fall, I’m never super-excited when summer is over.

I think that’s because the fall kinda sucks in tech, especially in the ads world; it’s the last time to get a lot of big projects done before the holidays, it’s the end of year wrap up, it’s the start of next year’s planning, it’s just a ton of stuff at once. So I guess maybe it’s just coincidence that the boundary of this cycle starting is the end of summer.

I also definitely hated the end of summer when in school for the obvious loss of freedom and back-to-school dread (this relaxed in college as that was actually something I looked forward to, being reunited with all the new friends I had made and was making over those 4 years).

Whatever I do next in life, I want to be able to have my summer end, even if I’m not spending it at the beach, and be able to ease into fall while fully enjoying the transitions of the seasons minus the stress of the Work Fall.

Tommy Young

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