When Autumn comes around there’s always a sense of new beginning in the air, don’t you agree? No matter your age, that starting-term-again feeling catches each September as the leaves turn golden, the air crisps and the rush of summer turns into a distant memory.
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I woke on Tuesday at 4am and could hardly breathe. I was sweating (and, post-menopausal that I am, I never sweat) and racked with worry. I grabbed my hair, put my head in my hands, and said out loud, ‘What am I doing? What was I thinking?’