With summer over and the school year in full swing, a time period unbeknownst to non-postmen has begun: Heavy Season.
In the United States, there are a great number of National and Religious holidays in the later parts of the year, while the beginning of the following year is dedicated to Tax Season. For the postman, these two time periods are lumped into one.
The mail will double, if not triple, in volume and weight, from September to April.
I’m of two minds for the Heavy Season. In one mind, I take pride that I’m part of the system that keeps communication within the country functioning. I’m happy to be one of the people that my fellow citizens can look to when they need their letters and parcels shipped across the country.
In the other mind, damn but this part of the year is exhausting, especially with the walking route.
I’m way too tired for the evening writing, so it’ll be an early night for me. At least, I say that before I wake up an 2AM and remember to do whatever it is I need for tomorrow’s shift. Frustrating, but it’s a part of the struggling-writer life to have a day that writing just doesn’t happen. But as Friday isn’t a ‘running day’, I can pack the tablet to work and whittle away at the writing during my lunch and 10-minute breaks.
With that, I’m off to bed for a few hours. Before I go, a snapshot of the Old Men napping behind my desk chair.
Good night, readers. Stay safe.
-JB Swift
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