Fall; My Time... My Season

I don't know what it is. I have never understood it. Even after almost 30 years of life, fall is the season in which everything changes.

My soul undergoes a transformation, my character like a butterfly when Spring finally comes, and I relish in the atmosphere of it all.

I have mentioned I always wanted to move to Salem. The trees, the colors, the rivers, all of it changes in Salem, and becomes exactly what fall should be. In that environment, I feel calmer, ethereal, closer to the elements and the energies surrounding them. My eyes take on a new, almost renewed, life. All I want to do is sit out in the leaves, underneath the skies, and draw that energy in. I feel more like the character I always write about, and I'm happier than I am all year. It makes me appreciate the little things that life has to offer. The smell of the air, especially when the wind blows, the color of the leaves as they change and drop, the life that the world takes on, and the time always feels closer, but to what, I'm not sure. I hope this is the year I find it. I want to know what secrets the universe holds, and I'm eager for all of it.

I want to write more but I'm exhausted. I had a cyst on my ovary rupture today, but I took no pain meds, I dealt with the pain, and it's made me feel stronger. It's time to rest, and then work on submitting applications today. I need a job, I want a job, and I'll work hard to get it.

Good night, good morning, good afternoon, where ever you are.

My love to you all.

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