You wont know where it will come from. You wont expect it.
If you are clairvoyant, maybe you'll feel the deviation in the sweeping winds and sunny rains. But you wont experience it until later.
It will surprise you. It might make you smile in initial child-like wonder.
Slowly it will leave you defenseless, filled with restless agitation.
You will try to make sense of it, or maybe you will try reverse psychology by not acknowledging it.
Either ways, you will boink your head and wonder how you missed the signposts on the road to this catastrophe.
You may try to fight it, but it is futile. You know that. And so it further irritates you.
You will reach your breaking point. You will lose control. You will weep into your pillow.
I am on to you. I know it is a build up.
I will not allow you to snow on my parade by flooring me with your pretty pretty fall colours.
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