Every year, at this time, I feel like I'm at the top of the first hill of a giant roller coaster ride called The Festival.
I look ahead to the coming weeks and months, and suddenly, I see it all spread out before me - the terror and thrill of the ride. The twists and turns. The exhilaration, and the exhaustion. And I know that before I know it, October will be here, and the ride will glide in to the relative comfort and calm of the holidays.
But, for now, I sit at the top of this hill, in the moments before it all begins.
I take a deep breath, and prepare for the plunge.