Drabble 74 – Ailuromancy

I talk a lot about how much I love fall, but, to be honest, the two autumns since I started this blog haven’t gone particularly well.

Without diving too much into personal stuff (which is silly, I know, because this is a blog and therefore it’s supposed to be personal to some degree), the past two weeks have been a nightmare. Doesn’t the universe know that spring is the time for tilling the earth? I’d like to leave the worms and detritus buried until I need them, not have them brought up to the surface without my permission.

I still like the crispness of the air and the smell of decaying leaves. Someday, fall will let me rest. Until then, I guess I’ll just have to keep growing stronger year round.

Anyway, here’s a drabble, late, unapologetic, and stronger for it.