Wednesday Evening

Six days off work now, and when I return it will be the end of summer. I listen to an album by a band called Baronbane and it reminds me of autumn, autumn so early that it is really the end of summer. There may be the deepening of the skies perhaps, but that is all. A slight cooling of breath. The album seems steeped in that liminal time. The odd thing is though, that come the future, the album will remind me of the depths of summer and nothing else, as it is now I am listening to it - I only bought it last Saturday.
I don't have anything else to say really.
I hope this summer, which has never really started, leads to an autumn which lasts forever.
Somehow though, I doubt it.