This has always been my favorite time of year. The smell, sight and sound of leaves rustling in the towering trees, tumbling downward, scraping across a sidewalk and crunching below our feet... the aroma of wood burning in the distance... pulling out your favorite heavy blankets and cuddling close.
I find myself melancholy and trying to recall all of these innocent, pure moments that made my childhood a happy one. It wasn't always, nor mostly filled with these blissful moments, in fact I have trouble even remembering much of my childhood.
Autumn is like a mother to me. She comforts me and beckons me to join the real world. Encourages me to leave todays mistakes behind and look towards tomorrow while lightly kissing my face as I leave the familiar comforts of home.
About Me
- Peculiar Dream
- Often an observer, quick to contribute witty remarks. Generally easy going. Laugh and grin loads. Complex and creative with a dash of neurosis, constantly evolving. Independent, strong willed, often misunderstood. Understood by very few. Honest. Being pushed around is not an option. Though usually soft and tender to those I love, and generally quite friendly... Extremely attached to the significant few I love and respect. However, easily offended and can become quite confrontational if rubbed the wrong way. Steady paced, yet tireless, it's not easy to break my spirit.
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And here I am complaining that it's cold!
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