Now the doors are open
now the light shines through
And that's about all I have in me tonight. A promising, if cliche, beginning. But it's all about the rhythm, really.
Less than a month ago, it was almost 90 degrees F and miserable. Now, there is frost on the rooftops and it isn't even quite midnight. I am comfortable and happy about the return to seasonable weather, but I know that it's bringing a misery of another kind to many souls.
Well, there's really nowhere to go after thinking that thought. And now I feel guilty for being happy about true fall finally arriving.
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