Just some thoughts.

I'm pretty sure that Autumn is my favorite season. When I step outside at dusk, in my charcoal grey zip-hoodie, and the smell of the decaying leaves in the cool air reaches my nose... I have to sigh and whisper a prayer of thanks. The summer is gone and the snow has not yet come.

I'm going through a phase in my life where I feel that, like the turning and falling leaves, I'm changing. It feels like I'm on the brink of something grand, like I'm stepping into a new world, or about to uncover a lost treasure. Perhaps think of it as the moment Alice opened the door to Wonderland, or when Peter takes Wendy's hand and she flies for the first time.

The change comes as I find myself wanting to refine myself, evolve, and become something more exquisite- and yet, something more simplistic. Content and happy, but hungry for that metamorphosis. Content, because I know it is attainable. Confident.

Take a deep breath and open your eyes.