I’ve started to see reoccurring patterns in my interests that tie to the seasons. Sometimes it’s a step change, on a certain day. Others, it’s a slow fade in and fade out.
Summer seems to be my season of craftsmanship. I put up new shelves the other day; so I have that going for me, which is nice.
I wonder if it’s possible to optimize your life, sort of like animals prepare for winter. Maybe I’ll build a Unabomber-type shelter now for my upcoming introverted season.
