Just Noting

I usually find Fall to be my favorite season of the year.  If only for the fact that it's cool.  (I really don't like hot weather.)

Usually, I'm rather relaxed in October.  I'm a Halloween fan, though in a non-participatory way.  It's a fun holiday.

However, this year seems to be a bit more introspective.  Not sure why.  I've found the general feeling a bit "heavier", if you'll pardon the word choice.  If you can believe it, I found myself briefly browsing through philosophy texts the other day.  (Georg Lukacs, anyone?  Michel Foucault?  Antonio Gramsci, maybe?)

Maybe it's the political nonsense that's running rampant now.  Or maybe it's work, or the lack thereof... I really don't know...

I was trying to go light this evening, re-reading Lynn H. Nicholas's excellent The Rape of Europa just to get my mind off and away.  (An excellent book, by the way.  Highly recommended.)

On that proverbial other day, I actually started to read Umberto Eco's The Prague Cemetery.  I had truly hoped it would look back to Foucault's Pendulum.  Alas, in the few pages I waded through, it doesn't.  It certainly isn't a book to lighten the mood.

Oh well...

The mood, the feeling, is heavy this day.  And I can't figure out why....