Musings of An Autumn Midnight

It is nearly midnight and I have my windows open; it’s supposed to storm tonight, but so far only the wind is clamoring through the trees and over the wet pavement. I have my love on Facebook chat and this wind brushes hair across my forehead, tickling me in earnest. My day-to-day worries are sliding off my shoulders and I feel free to contemplate.
Something about nature carries me, past all my troubles and through all obstacles. It’s an old, longtime friend that sweeps my emotions up through my bloodstream, until everything feels electric and curiously tangible. I am left feeling as old as nature itself, like I am part of something incomprehensibly larger. I am tempted to fix myself a cup of coffee, so perhaps I will. Coffee keeps my soul soothed.
Everything honestly feels comfortable and homey, in even the barest sense. I mention this only in relation to Dustin. I feel settled, instead of wrapped up in the fear that clogged my heart with indecision for so long. I was so fearful that the finality of an actual relationship would send me spiraling into self-loathing and bad decisions, but in fact, it has done the opposite. I am more at peace, I am passing the tests I set up for myself. Because if you don’t challenge yourself, you neither change nor stay out of trouble. Might seem incorrect, but for me, at least, it works quite well. That is what I have divined.
Either way, I leave you with a picture.

22-September-2010.
Oh, Brewers’ Games and photo booths, met on the journey to find Dippin’ Dots…which were eventually located, luckily when I was bent over like a crone due to a stitch in my side. I am really out of shape.
In other news, I am switching to OJ to cut out all the Mountain Dew I consume. I feel infinitely better already.

Love,
Amanda.