It’s the time of year where

the ghosts will begin haunting

my hot tea and leaving

the full glasses of orange juice

           alone.

 

It’s time for lingering transition from

lemonades and iced teas to

apple ciders and salted caramels;

for jazz festivals and art walks —

movement

 

is a good thing I promise.

And inspiration can come from

new places if only you’ll let it.

It’s time for pictures that won’t

fade.

 

This is a time to remember

Embracing change is so beautiful.

 

-M. Rene’

 

P.S. I feel very very loved this hour my mom made encouragement cards for everyone marathoning (albeit in different ways) with me today and they are so fitting for each of us despite being picked randomly!