This is the time when most people are beginning to think of warmer places to escape to.
Most people.
Not me.
Then again, I'm not most people.
This is the time when I long to be in New England. Where the trees are proudly displaying their ever changing leaves as they shed them again until Spring, and the crisp autumn weather enfolds you in its embrace like a lover you haven't seen in years.
This coming for someone who hates to be cold!
Yet every year in October, like clock work, New England calls to me.
Vermont to be exact.
Beckoning me...
Like a lover, whispering sweet nothings in my ear.
The whispering is making me restless…
Discontent…
Last year just wasn't the same. I went much earlier in the year and too many things were going on then, personally. Me going away didn't help one in particular any. Then again, I was trying to fix something that was beyond repair.It should've been left as it was…broken.
It's been a long year…
Even longer since I was last in New England. Its embrace is longer over due.
Time to get away, even if for just a little while.
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