Silence bares the truth. Cutting through the cool crisp Autumn air there is no where to hide. The grey sky with pockets of bright blue skim the towering trees forcing me to swallow this truth. Zipping up my jacket all way, the sheer drop in temperature extinguishes the flames rising from the pit of my stomach, tickling the back of my throat. To still be in this place in between seems disorientating till I take this time to breathe. Silence echoes the crunch of dry curled up leaves with each step, finding acceptance and understanding in its wake. My body gives into the truth. Life is at ease.