Fall Stillness

(Summer underneath my skin). 

My favourite flowers are just dying everywhere, and “stupid color” clouds hide the mountains. The sky goes from gray to nothing at all. I wish I could live in a place with forever fire sunsets. I miss them.

Not that I hate fall, it has good things. It is a season of changes, new beginnings. But also, here where I live, it is the time when everything starts to turn into nothing at all. Well, nevertheless, here I am with my bright sunshine yellow coat and all my notebooks, planning my new year to come. Because everything ends, but also starts at fall.

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