I’ve applied for full time work as a Financial Aid Administrator. I really need to be into my own space soon as I can feel the air changing, the sunlight is becoming more diffused and soft and the leaves are starting to turn. I need to write. I need to be caved in somewhere with my roots in the ground where I can cook hearty winter stews, roast apples and write until my fingers stop working. I need to have my stuff out of storage, my books on the walls for reference, shoes in my closet and my wooby on the back of the couch so I can curl up in it when the rain starts slamming the windows.
In short. My nesting instinct is kicking in because autumn is coming. I can taste it in the air in the morning and my belly is getting all fluttery for the creative burst that always comes when the leaves start falling.
I was in Utah last year for autumn and I feel like even though it was beautiful and fun to be with my family – Portland Autumns are infinitely more inspiring and having missed it last year made me feel like I hadn’t had a complete cycle. So I need to get ready for this one.
Pumpkin spices, French press coffee on the counter, candle-light and polar fleece. Papers spread out on the floor around my desk and half-read books stacked on the nightstand and bulbs in the earth by the curb. It’s time.
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