I get the winter blues-- always have, even as a child. I love the fall. Its probably my favorite season, but its always accompanied with bluish afternoons and thoughts of seasons passed. In general, Im sensitive to the weather. Too much heat and Im zapped. Too much cold and Im zapped. This summer chill is messing with me. The weather is beautiful, but that nip in the air is playing tricks with my mind. And, I find myself staring off, my mind whisked away to a simpler time. Life moves so quickly, and so much is out of our control. I love harder, stand stronger, embrace the moment because its all fleeting-- and, meant to be treasured. Anyway, this weather? Its beautiful, and messing with my receptors.
Posted on: Thu, 17 Jul 2014 02:49:42 +0000
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