I know, I know... the end of August is NOT fall, but it is starting to feel like it. Fall is my favorite time of year. I love when the leaves change. I love college football (unfortunately that won't be happening this year). I love the crisp fall days. I don't like that winter will be here afterwards, but I try not to think about that.
This fall is bittersweet. I have lots of time, but no job. So less money than usual. I have worked my entire life and am finding the extra time good and bad. I have time to do things I didn't have time to do before, but I have lost a bit of confidence and purpose by being spit out of the work force by COVID-19. Pretty honest and raw. Have I overshared? If you know me, you love me. If you don't like that about me, oh well...
Here is a picture of how I see the fall. It was taken in the fall and captures what fall mornings look like to me.
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