now I think we're falling into autumn

We're all excited for fall. Everyone. No one complains about the leaves changing colors. Not a soul groans when they think of the sweaters we can now wear to school. Everyone can move out of their way to step on the crunchy leaves, because no one can frown when they hear a crunch. We can eat soup and hear about football whatever's and sit on front porch benches and watch the rain beat down on your roofs and gutters. We can bring blankets to school with an excuse and we'll wear shoes and tights and scarves. We won't have to put on deodorant in the mornings and we'll walk through campus in the foggy air. Crunching the sycamore leaves and whispering your favorite words along the way. And everything's great because you like it that way. No one's complaining.

And you think to yourself, 'You think this is good? Just wait until winter.'

90 Days 'Til Christmas.