Changing Seasons.
Owh Hellow? This time of the year is always accompanied by fragrances sweeping the atmosphere, I never know where they come from. But it's always so evident once the sun rises and the mist evolves swiftly, then my nostrils are filled with that smell that speaks of Autumn. It's as if the concussed sunrays have been diluted as the Earth moves away, so they have a chance to spread a bit more differently and our adapted senses start to feel this new surrounding. This kind of morning usually stir a couple of emotions, because school usually starts in September and well, new routines start and the carefree, totally lazy summer days are over. Such times are usually a way for me to rewind, to refresh my spirits. I'm not one that finds joy in boring routines although I always opose change, which is a trait I dislike about myself. Somehow, when I get used to something and find it congenial, I become so attached to it that I hate to change it even if it's something as tri...