Some say fall resembles nature slowly dying. Darkness, colder weather, clouded skies and naked trees. I wonder how we would ever get to experience nature slowly revive and buds burst again, without it. I have always felt like I belonged to this season. I am not thriving with life, neither am I completely dead inside. I am not summer, but I am not winter either. My emotions leave me to be all or nothing. I either feel everything or nothing at all. I either love or I don't, I either want you in my life, or do not see a point in knowing you at all.