Who else is happy that September began?

I think there is nothing as beautiful as Autumn. The sunlight gets softer, the sounds outside more silent. It's like there is a softening filter on everything.

September and October are my favorite months. I know it's a cliché, but there is nothing more fulfilling my soul then enjoying a cup of black tea in a small café on the corner, tucked in my favorite sweater, jeans and boots. Just breathing in the crisp air.

There is something beautiful and awakening in this moment and it makes me happy.

P.S. How great is this writing thing? :)