Autumn vignettes

So I watched Mistress America, the new Greta Gerwig film and this one quote really blew me away because it’s kinda, sorta, exactly how I feel at this stage:

“I think I’m sick, and I don’t know if my ailment has a name. I just am in love with everything, but can’t figure out how to make myself work in the world.”

Apparently good things take time. My vegan cheesecakes take 6 hours to set and getting to Tokyo disneyland from my house takes about 8. So, I guess that’s a fair statement. But, how long is it going to take for the right person to stumble upon my blog and make me famous? One year of blogging! One year! And does anyone (other than my mom or sister) actually read this? Sorry for the pessimism/melodramatics, I blame the weather. Actually, autumn is my favourite season and it’s especially nice here with the surrounding mountains but there’s something about fall which makes me ponder, apart from the freezing cold and the knee deep snow about to hit my village, “what’s next?”