And so I jumped back into the deep end.
A return to work and structured life. Reunited with inspiration and old friends. Things were feeling familiar, cozy, dreamlike. My brain switched back on, my days becoming (overly) productive.
Leaves began to fall. Run-ins with old friends and flames continued. Feeling a half step behind almost everything happening to and around me.
And there were espressos and bike rides and red wine and meatballs. Twice upstate for a reminder of what the forest feels like. The snow unexpectedly fell and stuck. With it, a few times, along with my mood. Halloween came and went without acknowledgment or fanfare.
The month would roll out like a swift and drafty breeze.
