The smell of a fireplace going can spark a wild fire in my head. I am in need of more sparks in my life. More early morning walks in the cold. It’s crunchy grass weather. The clear sign that winter is here, or right around the corner. It’s almost been a year that I’ve been in the new house. I love this house. I love it around here. I love that I can walk to the water. I love the winding roads, even when it’s night and so dark that you can barely see without turning the high beams on. A reminder to look up at night and see the stars. I need more nights for sunsets and stars. This must be a dream. I had been in a nightmare so long that I forgot what it felt like to be in a dream. I forgot what being happy felt like. I feel happy, dare I say? I don’t know how long this feeling will last, but I’ll try my best to savor the moment’s sweetness. Life is my muse.