Chapter Twenty-One
Monday, October 26, 2015
I’m not sure why the lava lamp is on. It’s been on and off since I replaced the bulb but I’ve left it on for three weeks now. When I come home for a walk at night I see a dim light in my window. I think now it’s just a healthy spirit of light that greets me when I come home. I know now that as the days have grown shorter, the peak of heat has dwindled to only a few hours in the afternoons, my keenness to be outside is leaving me, and my bonsai tree is a bit of nature that I’ve stolen to accompany my spirit as it is forced to take shelter this time.
The fall has opened my eyes once again. The leaves adorn my neighbourhood’s lawns, which now have frost in the mornings. I wondered, at first, why the leaves had fallen in the spring. Summer has pas
