Fading Daylight

Yana Frigelis of NoMad Luxuries wearing an all black fall look in Chicago Yana Frigelis of NoMad Luxuries wearing an all black fall look in Chicago Yana Frigelis of NoMad Luxuries wearing an all black fall look in Chicago Yana Frigelis of NoMad Luxuries wearing an all black fall look in Chicago Yana Frigelis of NoMad Luxuries wearing an all black fall look in Chicago Yana Frigelis of NoMad Luxuries wearing an all black fall look in Chicago Yana Frigelis of NoMad Luxuries wearing an all black fall look in Chicago Yana Frigelis of NoMad Luxuries wearing an all black fall look in Chicago Yana Frigelis of NoMad Luxuries wearing an all black fall look in Chicago Yana Frigelis of NoMad Luxuries wearing an all black fall look in Chicago Yana Frigelis of NoMad Luxuries wearing an all black fall look in Chicago Yana Frigelis of NoMad Luxuries wearing an all black fall look in Chicago

The daylight fades into night much earlier these days; the unseasonably warm weather has almost made me forget that the end of year is quickly approaching. My usual response to the early-setting sun is to complain and longingly wish upon summer to quickly return. These days, I embrace the early night like a warm hug- a coziness I have been longing for. It’s as if the winter has simply given me the ‘ok’ to retreat home and hide out, recharging my exhausted batteries. Even in the discombobulated state my home currently sits in, literally surrounded by rubble as the contractors transform my living room, it serves as a much-needed solace from the outside world.

In this retreated state I’ve quickly embraced, I’ve noticed how protective I’ve become of my abode.  In my opinion, you should always be selective; of the company you keep, the time you dedicate and how you use your spare time. To say that that’s been recently amplified, would be an understatement. I’ve bought numerous white sage smudge sticks to ensure all the negative energy finds its way out of my home. I even left a window cracked open for no confusion on where it should go…

And so this new found freedom of mine, I’m holding on tight, white-knuckled, in hopes to preserve the balance I so desperately seek to establish. New friends, acquaintances, even new love interests I tend to keep at arm’s length in fear of losing said balance. For the first time in a long time, I am in full control of my time, schedule, goals, dreams and future. No compromise required. A rarity for most, myself included. I may get lonely sooner than later, but for the moment, I plan on enjoying my newly renovated and quiet home, full of positive energy, all my own.

Photos by Jennifer Coffey Photography

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