I don’t know if it’s because I have been travelling and been so far away for such a long time. I have been living in countries where the summer is never ending, and the sun is everlasting for the last couple of years. And that’s what I used to chase, so this is all very new to me. I used to hate the winter, I used to hate the end of long summer nights and cigarette lights and drinks on the beach and sandy beds. But not anymore. Don’t get me wrong, I love summer. I am just so incredibly happy, and feel beyond blessed that autumn is here. I am embracing the cold, and I want to put furry jackets and woolly hats on. I want to wear boots and fancy earrings. To drink mulled wine and wear that sparkly black dress on a night out. I want to put my slippers on in the morning and feel the warmth of the coffee hit the back of my throat. I want to wear that red lip stick and the chunky knits.
I want to sit in front of the fireplace, and I want to feel the air hit me in the face when I go outside. I want to drink soup for dinner, and I want to cut my hair shorter. I want to sit inside and read book under a snugly blanket, and I want to lose my scarf in the club. I want warm hugs and cold noses, and leather trousers. I want sunny days and rainy evening, and cold fingers intertwined.
I honestly couldn't be happier that Autumn is here.