Today was the first feeling of early autumn for me.
I was walking around trying to find a cheaper copy of a book, and the wind picked up. Bags went flying, leaves, and trash rose in a circular motion. The sunlight was hazy, and the sun was blocked.

It's funny how things are, how different each day actually is, or looking even further and deeper; how different just last autumn was.

I remember last year around this time, going to places and seeing Halloween stuff getting set up. Thinking about having someone next to me sharing these stupid moments that everyone takes for granted. The moments that hold so much for me.

Last year, as much as I hated everyone and everything, I think I still wanted to walk on leaves, hold hands, and watch horror movies with someone.

This will be so extremely nice.