My favorite month. Finally on my two-day leave from work...to laze around and ha blog! I am back! Journaling is always both an art and therapy. My appreciation with literary – the reading and writing part- is I think part of who I am. I grew up with my grandmother and aunties’ bookshelves of fiction novels and self-helps and so I would sneak and pull a paperback not sure if I understood all the words written but just kept going. Until I fell in love with it. Expressing my self through words is almost second nature. How I lovingly elaborate my feelings through weave of words in my little diary at the age of 10. It’s therapeutic and relaxing. It’s beautiful and bold at the same time lingering and lasting. There is something about October that’s warm and inviting and so I hope, truly hope to write as long as I can. Can you feel the cool breeze yet? Ahhh...the ‘ber’ months.