August already. Next thing you

August already. Next thing you know, it’ll be September, mists and mellow fruitfulness.
And there is so much that I want to cram into my time – but there just isn’t enough time to do it all. Just as you start to actually achieve some of the things you set out to do (whether they are tasks you wanted to do or had to do), a whole new set of things come along. New films to see, new books to read, new people to meet, new places to visit, new work to be done, new chores, new love, new passion, new illnesses, new opportunities, new worries, new responsibilities.
It’s all too much! I’m going to have a cup of coffee.