The First Fall.
Its starting to feel like fall here already, and that scares me.
Because this is my first season change away from my hometown.
Where I know what trees turn first and I know how to predict more or less what the temperature patterns will be.
I know what to do with myself when it gets cold.
I know what friends to suggest they have a bon fire, and I know what the thermostat will be set to when I get home.
And here, none of that applies.
21 years of knowledge on Decatur's autumns now mean nothing.
Because this is my first season change away from my hometown.
Where I know what trees turn first and I know how to predict more or less what the temperature patterns will be.
I know what to do with myself when it gets cold.
I know what friends to suggest they have a bon fire, and I know what the thermostat will be set to when I get home.
And here, none of that applies.
21 years of knowledge on Decatur's autumns now mean nothing.