Falling Below the Line

I'm reading Crow Planet: Essential Wisdom for the Urban Wilderness by Lyanda Lynn Haupt and highly recommend it especially if you love crows. Haupt talks about going to her doctor because she thought she had an anxiety disorder. I loved how her doctor shared with her that "people who live near to the line can easily fall below it." Last week I fell below the line. I don't know why Fall, with all its wonderful colors, always makes me sad. Maybe it's the impending Chicago winter which seem to feel longer and longer each year. Or maybe it's just the craziness lately. Will I ever fit in anywhere? Last year I had the writing of my book to get me through winter. Need to find something to focus on this winter. Heck, I need to simply find something now to get me out of my funk.