Wind Change

The night winds’ breath gained a sharp edge this week. The calendar tells me I’ve officially crossed into autumn.  The world is going to sleep, or in darker terms, preparing to die. Yep, that’s seriously how I see it. Welcome to my dramatic mind. As someone who struggles with seasonal depression (I like to call myself a Light Addict), I fight to keep a bright spirit…


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