The leaves are changing. The air becomes cooler as the wind begins to pick up. The days of over cast are here. The days of being overwhelmed with depression and emotions are here for now. Not another sad winter replayed over again. Change is in the air. It’s time to turn over a new leaf. The first one I pick up off the ground. No running this time. I’m going to break free from the branches that have confined me. I’m going to let the wind break me free from my solitude. Take me away to find something new, something better. I don’t want to look for it. I want to be placed there. A place that is right for me. The smells are of changing seasons and I’m about to fall away.
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