I really like the fall. I like the more moderate temperatures. I enjoy the aromas as I stroll around our neighborhood. I love the changing of the colors.
However, I don't know what it is about the changing of seasons in the fall that makes me feel uneasy. I'm not really depressed, just anxious for no apparent reason. I get this rather apprehensive feeling deep in the pit of being.
It happens to me every year. The length of time it lasts varies, but I would say usually until the snow flies. Then it turns to winter dread.
The solution seems to be to just keep very busy so I don't notice it as much. It also helps to spend time at church and reading the Bible.
Are there others out there who experience this too? Or is it just me?
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