Starting yesterday and continuing today the Pacific Northwest tosses around strong winds that lift my hair unforgivingly enough to the point where I choose to give up the fight that started with my dog-walking, leash-dirty hands that frantically attempted to regroup frizzed-out strands.
I am sad, I think. The warmth and the overcast sky cast me into a romantic state of nothingness. I feel so alone yet so in-tuned with the earthly surroundings. Or do I feel exactly the opposite? This weather is for the lonely, it seems. Yet I can't help but crave sharing it with someone who would feel similarly.
On off-white days like these a photographer could not be happier; the lighting is perfect.
I just spoke with a genius friend of mine who also feels "weather-weird". No one could have put it in better words:
"Fall hit me like a ton of bricks, and it's making me feel extremely nostalgic and emotionally snuggly, yet also hopeful and impatient for the future. It's a strange combination."
I don't know that I would have arrived to that conclusion by the end of this post, so thank you, Catherine!
For me, fall hit in a peculiar manner. I spent the last month of summer in extremely hot temperatures (100+ F, 44+ C). I was waiting all summer for hot weather and experienced it rather late. Now I'm back in Seattle and anyway, every time I'm back here, life slows to a halt.
I feel exactly what Catherine bravely described: nostalgic (SO nostalgic), yet optimistic and crazy impatient for the future, like the infant Aries soul I am.
I am sad, I think. The warmth and the overcast sky cast me into a romantic state of nothingness. I feel so alone yet so in-tuned with the earthly surroundings. Or do I feel exactly the opposite? This weather is for the lonely, it seems. Yet I can't help but crave sharing it with someone who would feel similarly.
On off-white days like these a photographer could not be happier; the lighting is perfect.
I just spoke with a genius friend of mine who also feels "weather-weird". No one could have put it in better words:
"Fall hit me like a ton of bricks, and it's making me feel extremely nostalgic and emotionally snuggly, yet also hopeful and impatient for the future. It's a strange combination."
I don't know that I would have arrived to that conclusion by the end of this post, so thank you, Catherine!
For me, fall hit in a peculiar manner. I spent the last month of summer in extremely hot temperatures (100+ F, 44+ C). I was waiting all summer for hot weather and experienced it rather late. Now I'm back in Seattle and anyway, every time I'm back here, life slows to a halt.
I feel exactly what Catherine bravely described: nostalgic (SO nostalgic), yet optimistic and crazy impatient for the future, like the infant Aries soul I am.
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