Ode to Fall....

I feel a familiar sensation creeping up on me. There is something about fall that just gets to me. It happens every year. I don't know if it is the dark cloudy days, the cool damp air that chills my bones, the soft sad music on my ipod, or the year growing closer to an end, but every fall I get restless. I yearn for something deep, something important, something epic. I starve for romance and I long for something to get terribly wrapped up in. I get stuck in a wonderfully hopelessly melancholy state of mind. The odd thing is that I love this feeling. It stirs up this strong passion inside of me like nothing else ever has.

This is the same feeling that brought me to New York. Last fall in Indiana I was miserably thirsty for the city. It was like nothing I had ever felt. I just knew if I didn't go I'd regret it the rest of my life. Thoughts of life in this amazing place consumed my mind.

This time I don't know what I'm eager for but I feel that same passion stirring up inside of me.... and all I know is I hope this season never ends. Autumn je t'aime!