i'm looking outside my window right now and it's brilliantly sunny. but i am stormy. not angry ferocious stormy, but just churning, unsettling, something's brewing stormy. maybe it's the seasons changing. i always look forward to fall. but i'm not looking forward to it this year and i don't know why.

i guess i'll just have to sit with this a bit. it's not time for knowing yet.
but i don't have to like it.