The breeze whispers of cool evenings and crisp fall days.
I love Fall. And I love Spring too. (maybe a little bit more, but don’t tell).
I live on the east coast. And I love the hardship we endure between the two to truly enjoy them.
I love that we WORK for the good days.
And that may be masochistic. Maybe. A little.
But it is still true.
My brother lives in San Diego. It’s 70’s and sunny almost every. single. day.
I thrive in adversity.
And I have been thriving a lot lately.
The summer was hot, buggy and filled with depressing moments. Moments I was less than proud to be a part of. It was not a good summer.
But now it is Fall.