September begins on the same day of the week as December every year, because there are 91 days in September, October and November, which is a multiple of seven. No other month ends on the same day of the week as September in any year.
There are times when existence itself can feel overwhelming. I hurt too easily - although I loathe to show it and the seemingly unceasing cacophony of thoughts, memories and ideas are just too draining...too painful, even. I would like to, on occasion, leave my head somewhere and come back to it when I've had time to recharge and leave the entire planet for a while to hide away from all the noise. Get away from that sense of something slowly closing over the chest and throat.
