Honestly, August was wild. A total shedding. I lost a boyfriend, a huge chance and my health for a while. Everything that didn’t work is gone now. “…they say August brings bad luck. But September would arrive one day like an exit.” And I am ready to take it.
I’m ready to immerse myself in the hare that is rising from the ocean and encompassing the city in a white cloud, the castle, the buildings all hidden in the midst. The last flowers from my garden are drying in a vase on my dressing table, the winter duvet covering my legs in the afternoon, the light is tilting slowly, it’s asking to take it down a notch, to bend a little sideways.
Edinburgh does not know how to do summer but oh, it is ready for autumn.
Things I Look Forward to this Autumn:
going to the cinema and letting myself slip into another world whilst holding a hot bag of popcorn and that strange feeling after the credits roll and stepping into an early autumn evening somewha…