My summer has been hot and crazy like a pot of boiling water.
Only now the days grow shorter and the sun, which plays the role of the flame beneath the pot, is ceasing to shine as brightly and intensely.
Which in turn, is causing all the molecules of summer to take a break from their excitement and simply calm down.
The only problem I find with this newfound relaxation is how dull it's becoming.
I'm beginning to dislike the fact that my only inspiration has been lack of inspiration.
I'm not asking for a rapid boil, but excitement at a simmer would be nice.
I'm off to seek a hotter flame to stir up this last week.
*Amber
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