I
am clinging to the promise of fall tighter than ever. I naturally love
this time, and no matter how drab and exhausting my post-grad life can
become, autumn will never become tarnished or bitter in my mind. It is
unarguably the best season for expressing yourself with your double
layers and dare I say...scarves (boots, you go without saying). Yet,
even more so, I feel connected to fall, perhaps it is due to my
astrological sign, or just my fond memories. My senses are alive and I
can hold onto this warming time to push me to the finish.
Please.
Take a moment, and sweetly take in the wild, unmixed beyond beautiful
transition that mother earth is about to take on. We as human beings,
should take the time to admire, but truly, fully and organically
transition alongside her.
Now, for soothing another sense, listen on a bright, puffy-clouded, fall morning, driving to nowhere.
