happy with what little I get
..or fight to have it all?
Either way I end up losing..
But that doesn’t mean I can halt..
I never thought I’d say this but 365 days of perfect weather can ACTUALLY get boring..
Especially I miss fall ..my first season in the US..the most romantic.. the trees burst with colors..there’s a slight nip in the air..not cold..but cold enough to take your breath away should a wind blow..and the sun..that chap after glaring down all summer decides to take a back seat..shines like a benevolent guy ..