For some inexplicable reason, I can never entirely acknowledge to myself that a month has begun until it’s around the tenth of that month, and then I always inadvertently have an OHMYGOD-it’s-[insert month]-moment and panic about how late I am on my deadlines/exams/plans-to-start-yet-another-exercise-regimen/etc. So around yesterday, it dawned upon me that it’s August and you know what comes after...

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