First day of Fall. I've dreaded this day all Summer- mostly because Summer time is my absolute favorite season of the year, however, I'm conflicted though, because I also love everything about fall. Today, I sit at a nice-local urban coffee shop in Chicago, with my charcoal coffee that was made just right and my bagel that is as dry as this tinder date across from me. As I am reflecting at the moment, I have to recognize what I'm feeling.
