Change is in the air. My gut feeling tells me there is. I can feel it in every corner of my body. (Right, not in my hair.)
Something else. The summer turns into autumn. The leaves are falling and the green of the trees become a wonderful mixture of yellow and brown. Recognizable and not unexpected - it's the seasons, right - yet always in some mysterious way new and full of surprise.
Did I ever tell you that I don't believe in ends? Ends are always new
beginnings. It's all a matter of perspective and trust. Trust that it will be okay. And if not that's okay too.
Did I ever tell you that I miss you?
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