Transition seasons are the best seasons. When the hot and humid days finally break and the gentle breeze picks up and the leaves on the trees begin to change... When the frigid days of winter let up and the sun comes out and you can feel the warmth once again... Those are the days that are the most relaxing, the most freeing, the simplest.
I used to write "poetry" in high school, though now I realize that my junior year CA teacher was correct in saying I should take a class to improve my work. Days like today were the kind of days that I would sit and write desolate words on a page forever, pretending I was a British damsel in distress, constantly thinking "woe is me".
Breathe deeply today. Take in the beauty. Because soon, the flawless cool days of autumn will steal the green, the warmth, the air, and we'll be left with nothing but white for months...before transition season begins again.
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