Autumn Stretched.....

Autumn stretched her long arms into winter..
The pleasure of those still warm days.
Everyday I would sit in my garden loving the warmth and rare experience  that only a long warm autumn can bring..these perfect days....in for me a perfect life.
I grew restless, in my contented , good life.
My soul was searching for something that I did  not recognise nor could I find.........
I felt I would burst with this longing, to find my meaning in life.

I look back, many years later, wondering if some of us are primed in genetics for change...... 
when the wind changes... we look another way & follow some in built instinct to live life as one never envisioned  ... and to make of this new life or lives as one can .....

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