Autumn is good for my soul.

One hundred posts? Pretty impressive, especially for someone who doesn't generally consistently stick with anything.

Autumn is coming and it's my very favorite season. Jonah put some of my music on my iPhone (yeah still bored with that process) and it has really taken me back. It has been good for my soul to listen to my favorite albums. I also got my paws on a big beautiful cup of Pumpkin Spice Latte. I took a big whiff of it first before tasting it. It took me back to this one particular memory.

I was 22 or 23 and I lived on Walker Ave in Greensboro, North Carolina. I was staying in a house I affectionately call, The Dungeon. The Dungeon had very few windows and I lived there during some of my darkest days. Down the street from that house was a park that I held dear to my heart. I would frequently go to this park on my free afternoons with my camera. I would just walk around all afternoon and think through my problems.

One rainy afternoon, in the fall, I grabbed a venti Pumpkin Spice Latte and went to the park. I was wearing this giant cable-knit sweater that felt like a hug. The moist brisk air smelled like high school football and my time in the marching band. I didn't take many pictures that afternoon but just soaked up my surroundings. It was perfect. I wasn't lonely for one minute that day which was a real treat. That was one of my favorite days ever.

That whiff of Pumpkin Spice Latte, a few days ago, brought me right back to that day.

Autumn is good for my soul. It stirs me up and pushes me to express myself. It's coming.

XoXo!
M