Fall is always melancholy for me. Sunless skies and falling leaves reminds me of all the days gone by. We’re supposed to use fall as a time to shed things, behaviors, people, or anything that no longer serves us. Maybe that’s the sadness- knowing it’s time to leave things behind in order to move forward. I am not good at saying good bye, I hate endings even though I know it means new beginnings. I don’t like when chapters end or when books are finished. I want to stay in the worlds I’ve discovered. Is fall like waking up from a warm sunny dream maybe?
Whatever it is, I’ll spend too much time thinking about it like usual.

So it’s time to reflect, let go of the things that don’t work and hold on like hell to the things that do.

“Your past is just a story and once you realize this it has no power over you.” -Chuck Palahniuk