Autumn.

I like fall. A lot.

It's where you can't really predict the weather.

It's cold, and chilly, the perfect time for sweaters and scarves.

Long sleeves, headbands, coats, gloves, boots, all things good and lovely.

It's when most memories happen.

When people fall in love. And remain in love.

Where you cuddle by the fireplace.

And tell stories.

When photoshoots happen.

Hunting season.

Where the sky is always beautiful.

When it's easier to explain how you feel.

When you can watch scary movies.

You get sick, but who isn't?

When you walk outside and your instantly cold.

The time when it seems like your teachers don't hand out as much homework.

Your parents let you stay out later.

And you have more fun.

Where you want those days to yourself.

And those times where you just listen to music for hours.

You eat as much junk food as you want, and don't feel fat.

Where the leaves have fallen from the trees, and as you walk along the sidewalk you go out of your way to hear that "crunch."

Autumn. Or fall.

Whatever you call it..

It's still a time of memories.

A time of love.

A time of happiness.

And a time where it's easier to figure out who you are,

and who you are becoming.

Because when fall comes around, your automatically loving life.

Do you agree?