15 September 2011

While the cold air blows in, the changing leaves fall slowly to the ground. It's pretty sad when you have to sit in the car with the heat on instead of the AC.
I think that fall is so beautiful. The weather always cools down to the perfect temperature, the colors change, and it just smells nice outside. One of my favorite things would have to be raking the fallen leaves into a big pile so that I can run and jump into them. Granted it's a lot of work to do continuously, but I think that it's semi-worth it.
I've heard the line that if a leaf falls in front of you, someone's thinking of you. Maybe it's the optimist inside of me that always wishes that to be true, and maybe it really is true. I"m not sure how many other people believe such things, or if they just pass them off as non-sense. Sometimes the best way to get by the difficult things in life is to believe the little pieces of false-ness and make them true in some way.