It’s not quite fall yet, but it feels like fall, and I love it. It’s a grey day. There is something almost powerful about a chill, grey day. It’s a timeless sort of feeling, I can think back on the past, and feel a sort of connection to it.
I can contemplate the meaning of existence, the present, and the future. Or I can watch my boyfriend roll over on my cat while he takes a nap.
Welcome to my blog.
Welcome to my blog.
