fall days.

it's cold out... at least to a thin-blooded bi-coastal southerner like myself :)

i love it, it's refreshing and makes me want to curl up in big blankets with hot chocolate... and a cat or a dog... it's the feel of cold air entering through my nostrils and biting my fingers. it's the rustle of leaves as the next cold front comes through. windows open and just listening, listening, waiting for something, someone? maybe. maybe myself.

it's when every day feels like a different scene from a different movie. you're deciding which character to be today, who was i yesterday?