So how do you manage expectations that continually aren't met...
Fall affects me, I cried on the way to work last week for no reason. Fall is that no-reason, reason. I watch the leaves turn autumnal colors, the darkness take over the daytime hours, the spiders balloon, the crops dry, and the dew sit on the grass, and feel the heaviness of living this life without my parents.
As I write this, life is more than okay. It's the first time it's felt "more" in a really long time........There's been a slow shifting happening that ended up turning into the "more" of today and I recognize that it's a story worth telling.