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Tuesday 19 March 2013
Wednesday 21 November 2012
Autumn
I begin finding life harder in the Autumn. I absolutely love the season, the colour, the festivities that carry me through Autumn to Winter (Halloween, Harvest, Thanksgiving, Christmas, New Year, my birthday in January). But I miss the sunlight. I find it harder to get out of bed in morning. To keep warm. To feel energised, positive, motivated.
I realised it had been a long time since I wrote in my gorgeous little notebook, and doing so has always helped me keep moving, and flowing, and so I opened it.
Not knowing what to write, I simply wrote my feelings in that moment.
I plan on closing the book just as soon as I've finished this second page of mind-splurge, and then one sentence comes into my mind grabbing my attention.
One random line that shouldn't make sense, but that I knew was all about the leaves falling in Autumn. It was about trees. And it was about me.
Next thing I know. . .
I begin finding life harder in the Autumn. I absolutely love the season, the colour, the festivities that carry me through Autumn to Winter (Halloween, Harvest, Thanksgiving, Christmas, New Year, my birthday in January). But I miss the sunlight. I find it harder to get out of bed in morning. To keep warm. To feel energised, positive, motivated.
I realised it had been a long time since I wrote in my gorgeous little notebook, and doing so has always helped me keep moving, and flowing, and so I opened it.
Not knowing what to write, I simply wrote my feelings in that moment.
I plan on closing the book just as soon as I've finished this second page of mind-splurge, and then one sentence comes into my mind grabbing my attention.
One random line that shouldn't make sense, but that I knew was all about the leaves falling in Autumn. It was about trees. And it was about me.
Next thing I know. . .
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