Day 15

Gail decided to come up last night and alter my dress. We took off the train so I can walk a little easier in Nebraska. It's interesting how much different it feels to wear without the train. 

It was so nice to have her over. She makes me want to work harder to become the person I want to become. I want to be seriously happy, not aloof or too serious or anything. I want to be deeply happy. I think that's a wonderful goal to strive to be. 

As the morning sun crawls above my townhouse and rises above the darken streetlights, I can see it begin to wake up the townhomes across the parking lot. It was only a week ago when the sun was up and ready for the day at five. It's seven now. Although I do enjoy rolling over and not being woken prematurely by the early sun, I'm not excited about the bitter winters that happen in this area where the sun doesn't ever get past the gloomy clouds and the snow doesn't leave until spring. This is also the time where the billions of trees decompose to a trillion sticks as far as the eye can see multiplying the vivid grayness of the days. 

The one thing that has me holding on during this ending of a season, is the realisation that my favorite season is almost upon us - fall.  I love fall. I believe the vast amount of trees and vegetation in this sliver of the world will magnify the wonders of autumn. 

 But for now, the sun is lazily waking itself up later and later, and going to be bed earlier and earlier.