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I like to call it autumn, there's so much more depth to it. For some reason, I've always had a strange attraction to this time of year...even if it meant awkward beginnings at school and the start of another year. Maybe it's the fact that it marked the beginning of another year for me.
I think it's more than that, it's the warmth of the bright sun that pierces the clear crisp air and the light breeze that brushes against my cheek and reminds me of something, but I've never know what it was...
I've always been nostalgic this time of year, even when I was younger, I remember watching cartoons after school in those first few weeks of school, and as I lay there with my head in my hands towards the television, something would draw me to look outside, into the backyard, I could see the wind blow, moving the leaves, the branches and I'd be drawn to open the door so that I could be a part of it.
And now it's that time of year again....it approaches inevitably and I am left with merely a hint of excitement and a hint of deep hesitation....
I think it's more than that, it's the warmth of the bright sun that pierces the clear crisp air and the light breeze that brushes against my cheek and reminds me of something, but I've never know what it was...
I've always been nostalgic this time of year, even when I was younger, I remember watching cartoons after school in those first few weeks of school, and as I lay there with my head in my hands towards the television, something would draw me to look outside, into the backyard, I could see the wind blow, moving the leaves, the branches and I'd be drawn to open the door so that I could be a part of it.
And now it's that time of year again....it approaches inevitably and I am left with merely a hint of excitement and a hint of deep hesitation....