Or maybe it’s the Sigur Ros
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I hate September. There’s a feeling in my body I haven’t felt this badly before. A drop, some kind of yearning. Anxiousness (the bad kind). My jaw is tight. I grind my teeth. My eyes swell with tears but I’m able to stop them before they reach the surface. I’m still able to function “normally” for the most part, but I feel listless, heavy, slow.