It's August. The Twenty Second day of August. Today, I saw several leaves fall as I was looking out the window. I saw the first falling leaf this past weekend and I grew dissapointed. How is it possible that the beautiful lush green leaves I waited all winter for, are leaving me already?
Time is moving by faster and faster.
This time next year my life will be so different from what it is today. Today is so much different than last year, or what I thought this year would be. Time keeps moving. I have to keep reminding myself that it isn't a bad thing.
