There is a light that never goes out.

I'm in a Smiths mood. Probably because of the lukewarm rain tapping against my window. Or, to be more clear, because of my desire to go on a road trip to somewhere hot and dusty due to the lukewarm rain tapping against my window. Sigh...

I wish the weather would make up its mind. I want it to be Fall - crisp, cool air with a clear blue sky and bright yellow and red leaves! I want to feel that sense of potential I always feel as the air gets cooler and the holidays creep nearer.

For me, Fall has always held that special "something", reminding me of who I am and what I could be. After all, I was born in Fall and nothing reeks of "what could be" more than the few months after a baby is born. Parents consider all the possibilities of what their child will be like when they grow up, what their occupation will be, what hopes and dreams they will achieve...

"Will he/she have my eyes?" one parent asks.
"Will he/she have my dad's temper?" asks another.

So much potential.

I suppose my parents had the same discussions about me after I was born. So, really, it's no wonder I feel most like myself in the Fall. It's no wonder that I feel all my potential in the months following my birthday. It makes sense.

It was instilled in me at birth.

Hence, I'm both excited and nervous about this sunday a.k.a. my birthday. I'm going to be twenty. Twenty is a large number. It's two decades. Two decades. Next, I'm going to be twenty-one...
Snap.

That may be another reason why I'm in a Smiths mood...



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