There's something magic to me about the turn of the season in this city... it's in my dreams at night and I can't get enough of it lately.
You can't run from the turn of the seasons just like you can't figure out your own fate. Sometimes I embark on a new endeavor with heavy expectations and forget to be open
minded to what I might find instead. It's time to forget about the life that was almost had... there's a fear for the future in all of us, and sometimes
it feels like the future isn't coming fast enough but trust me, the
world is propelled by all our fears.
Sometimes all the charm and wisdom in the world can't change the way you feel about something because this is who you are... It's like life begins somewhere during a long drive, where the treeline finally breaks and you no longer live on a dead end street with all your wild ambitions at bay. The world keeps moving while you're standing still and I'm inspired by it's challenges.
This life is ever changing in its scenery and the next turn is only a stone's throw away. I look forward to long summer nights and the turn of this season... I want to delight in the smallest things life has to offer and stop running from the future.
So with meaning and high hopes for the future go out to start again- You're new beginnings are just a stone's throw away from your happiness.
