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Falling feelings

Its getting colder outside with a heat flare every once in a while. Rain too falls heavily once in a while and some times daily. But its obvious its falling season. The temperature falls, leaves fall, rain falls, people too fall (cause its slippery  outside). Ah but emotions too fall. Falling feelings nestle into hearts and minds and homes. The cold feeling freeze extremities as well as the center. Hot chocolate, warm pastries and just brewed coffee; none of these can fight the cold. People hibernate in their individual spaces leaving their idle minds and hearts to fall prey to the falling feelings. They eat at what you believe what you love what binds you to other people and try to disassemble what binds you with Him.  The falling feelings make it so that even though its freezing, entropy is at its best.

It is not something that must happen. You can enjoy the falling temperatures, the falling rain, the falling leaves, and at least find humor in falling without housing falling feelings.

Yours fallen,

TYB

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