Basically nothing has changed, you still wake up in the mornings, wash, make coffee, lazy eat your breakfast. Only every day outside the window is getting darker. And once, when the alarm rings, you wake up and see the night. That means late autumn came to your town.
Autumn is like a peculiar disease: at first, you enjoy the color change, you catch the falling leaves by hand, but you begin to feel some unimaginable sadness and you are covered with the calm tenderness to your loved ones, as if tomorrow, with the last leaf on the asphalt, they will fade away.
But as time goes on, the poetic curtain falls off autumn showing bare trees, the cold, the cloudy sky, the fog and the first wet. But the colder and desperate the darkness on the outside, the cozier the warm soft light in the home looks.
And if summer is the time to run from home to meet the dreams of the teenage soul, then late autumn is the time to return.
© Fortune, 2009
Do you love nature at November?