Fall is sneaking in. I feel it in the cool air and the strange moisture, I see it in the brightly changing leaves. My skin can tell summer is coming to an end and it’s filled with both excitement and longing. Fall always makes me feel poetic and inward. Maybe it’s the transition, or the colors, or the faint hopeless hope that maybe summer will win this time. Transitions... Here is what I think is uncomfortable about them. You are leaving one familiar thing, you are leavi