Yellow, red, brown

Just a while ago it was still summer but now that I look outside the kitchen window on the right side of the table I am sitting by, I see trees that are glowing deep red, yellow and orange. It is almost miraculous how the pretty green can turn into various shades of burning fire so fast. I really like the nature in the fall, however, the weather usually sucks. I hate that it is + 5 in the morning and +15 during the day so it is impossible to wear the right clothes. The rain isn't nice either, but if I can stay in while it is raining, it is a perfect opportunity to organize my wardrobe or watch a movie wrapped in a blanket.

There is always something magical about this season, the atmosphere of waiting is in the air. When I was younger, it was always about school starting and new things to learn and experience, not to forget my birthday (which just doesn't have the same feeling now that I am older...). Especially this year I expected the fall to be really special. Well, the beginning hasn't been that exciting 'cause nothing really worked out like I planned. Nothing even happens. Although my expectations didn't turn to reality, I haven't still lost the feeling of looking forward to something that is going to happen. I can't really describe it in a way that makes sense. I just know that the fall has always meant a new beginning in some way, and I firmly believe my new beginning, the one that I need really badly, is going to come soon.