Fall is always a strange time for me, verging on emo. There seems to be stillness even amidst busyness and change. So, I find myself purging everything from wardrobes to dishes then look around and still feel a wee bit empty. I think this is why we send kids to school in the Fall, keep them busy, occupy minds. Help them to ignore time's blatant display of passing or onslaught of nostalgia. I've not found a remedy for the rest of us, I'm just lamenting.
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