My Feet Won't Touch the Ground

photo courtesy of ideea

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I added this amazing photograph as my desktop picture the other day, and I couldn't stop thinking about it. So, being that it's past midnight, my brain and heart are beating each other up, and I needed an excuse to stay up and eat Oreos & milk (the cure to mending any broken soul, temporarily anyways), I'm blogging it. This picture gets me excited for fall, my favorite season. So far, it's been a little disappointing. I'm waiting for the moment I'll be walking through the orange-leafed streets and a nip of wind will bring me my fall bliss. I can't wait for that. I can't wait to be her. Happy and free.

So in the mean time, I'll listen to that song and artist (Life in Technicolor, by Coldplay), and wait for that moment to roll around. I need a clean slate; maybe I'll work on that in the mean time. Start over. Fresh. For fall. And my yearly rejuvenation period. Oh, to fly that high.

No, my feet won't touch the ground. Will yours?