Autumn always makes me a little bit more vulnerable.
Maybe because it is slightly colder, less sunny and it is raining a bit more than before?… Or maybe that is the time you need a little place to hide and digest whether you have done enough over the year so far, before all the lights are on and the year number is about to change? Or that is the season you need that additional touch or cuddle to feel warmer and safer? Or maybe all of this and something more?
But then… I put my princess boots on and go to life. And then it all happens just the way it should be.