I took a deep breath and thought of the oxygen this amazing tree had provided me. As I exhaled, I thought to myself, "Thank God for sertraline."
Everywhere I turn outside this year the autumn trees mesmerize me with their overwhelming beauty. Are they more vibrant this year or is it the sertraline? I think it's the sertraline. Last year I was off it. This year I'm back on.
It's wonderful. I finally feel like getting out of bed in the morning. I can sleep at night without waking up in a sweaty panic. I want to do fun activities with my child. I appreciate my husband more. I pet my dogs and even my sociopathic cat more than I have in years. I write more. I take more baths. I eat more chocolate. I worry less.
So I think it's the drug. Dude, autumn trees on sertraline is sublime.
Here are a few snapshots I've taken recently when the urge struck me and as luck would have it I had my camera on me:
"Autumn Leaves and Sun in Our Back Yard" by Becky Carleton
"Autumn Leaves in Our Back Yard" by Becky Carleton
"Our Neighbor's Tree" by Becky Carleton