fall onto me onto her fall onto me the sky's crimson tears

It's almsot Autumn here. This is my favorite time of year because the seasonal change is never so apparent as it is in Autumn. Some of the trees have brown and orange poking out a little already. I think I'm ready for it this year, ready to embrace it. I used to try to fight it off, which is silly, because everyone knows you can't fight Mother Earth. But this year, something feels different. It feels like there's a hidden message in the cold, brisk air of these mornings.

(I still despise Halloween, though, which I will probably never get over...too traumatic during childhood and the teenage years.)