This morning fog covered the earth.
I opened the window, slowly, not knowing what I was afraid of.
I was angry, felt the sudden urge to push that fog away from me. Away from everything.
And then I stopped.
And then I realized.
Fog wasn't the dust that covered my soul anymore.
Things changed. I've changed.
And then I saw it.
The beauty that laid in this fog, the reflection of the sun in it, making it almost whimsical.
And then I started thinking.
This fall is going to be different.
I'm going to take the melancholy, the sadness that fall's offering me and turn it into something beautiful.
I think I might finally fall for you!