(Fall)ing In Love With Being Alive

It's no secret that fall is my favourite time of year. It gets dark early, you have to wrap up all cosy because it's so cold that you're forced to use a cup of hot chocolate as a hand warmer, and there's just something in the air. I can't quite put my finger on it but it makes things better, almost magical. I truly adore everything the last few months of the year have to offer. I can wander around the city, doing absolutely nothing, and still be utterly content. All you really need is the night sky filled city lights pretending to be stars and really good people who make you fall in love with being alive.


1 comment:

  1. I love this! You are a very talented writer, I hope you get far in life. I love you.