The weirdness of bridgedays

It's June, well within my favorite month of the year. 

And yet, I still think of the weirdness of the bridgedays between August and September -- basically that brief 1-2 week period in which water parks and fall fairs/corn mazes are open at the same time. Right around Labor Day Weekend. 

I'll never be one of those r/Autumn people, even if I do lurk there. But there's something fascinating about having a water park wristband and a fall fair wristband on at the same time. Of being able to go down water slides, then go to a corn maze and get some apple cider donuts or a grilled cheese, then do water slides again a few days later. 

It's a surreal feeling, like cheating time itself. Like experiencing summer and fall at the same time. It's a feeling I want to explore in my next novel. 

Who knows what it will be like this year. It will be a short one, since Labor Day is so early. And I might not even be in Utah at all by that point. But, we will see. No guarantees and no promises yet, other than I will try everything to achieve my dreams. 

But until those days hit, I'll immerse myself fully in summer. 

(Also, Utah people: sign the Wilkerson Farm petition.)

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