The Best Yet To Come

You know what my favourite time of year is? I love it best when the leaves fall. Lots of people love autumn because the leaves turn such pretty colors. But I like it when all those leaves fall because it’s such a small thing that means so very much.


Do you know what I mean?

No idea?

There’s this subtle sadness ~ winter is coming, and it’s going to be hard and cold. And there’s a feeling of good-bye. But there’s also…


Maybe hope?

Because it’s not over; everything is just waiting for spring.

You can see more clearly when it’s all striped bare. You can see that everything gets to be new.

That’s the good part.

I’ve been waiting a long time for the good part.

An afterthoughts ↓

* “GO” is the shortest complete sentence in the English language.

Good night, darling!


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