Fall is a brewing! It uplifts my spirits, to the point of feeling hyper. I adore the colors, the clothes, cold breezes that flow through windows, the grey, green, and purple hued clouds, the fogged sun during the afternoons and the velvety dark that bookends the day, the neighboring holidays waiting to host loved ones, and yes, even the windy, rainy days that will surely mess up your hair. I love it all.
This season invites my favorite things to come together in perfect harmony. It makes me want to bundle up and write; the small clacks on the keyboard making friends with the plats of rain on the roof. I crave to dig into new books and soups. I like to walk with the sprinkling rain, both of us moving at a slow pace. The wild air swells with sweet-sounding whistling and hums. The mix of poetic thoughts and hot chocolate slip past each other on my tongue politely, each waiting their turn and never having judgment of my art or calorie intake. The trees glow ablaze with crisp hot colors while the silver grass lay bejeweled with frozen beads of dew - the perfect embodiment of fire and ice.
I want to feel crisp air in my lungs.
I want to rest in warm blankets.
I want to taste savory meals.
I want to wear the stormy colors of Vera Wang.
I want to hug my friends.
I want to show my ample gratitude for family.
I want to make my life more substantial.
I want to feel free.
I want to start now.
For everything there is a season. For me, it is fall.
