August is here and I must admit that I have been dreading it. For the last three years, something has gone significantly bad for me in the month of August. Enough so that last year, I chalked it up to the fact that it was August and it was inevitable that life would go poorly.

This year, I’m at least slightly determined to make sure that today goes well. Tomorrow, I’ll make sure that goes well, as best as I can. One good thing is that I don’t foresee anything going wrong this year.