Don't get me wrong, I love fall. In fact, it may be my favorite season. I'm enamored of the quality of the sunlight, the beautiful leaves, and the crisp air. There's nothing I enjoy more than driving to Weston for their annual Applefest (which I'm going to miss this year because of my travel schedule, darn it!). I also care a great deal for chrysanthemums and pumpkins.
However, there's the little matter of the shorter days. I don't use an alarm clock, so I'm already experiencing the daily disappointment of waking up in pitch darkness only to discover that, indeed, it's time for me to get up. It won't be long before I'm driving to work in the dark and driving home from work in the dark, too.
I'm aware of the futility of complaining about the angle and rotation of the Earth, and yet I'm doing it anyway. Maybe a nice pumpkin pie will make me feel better.