"I would send you a bouquet of newly sharpened pencils if I knew your name and address."

Even though its the middle of August, it feels like autumn is on its way. I don't know how to explain it... just for some reason the other morning felt like early October. It was a little overcast, barely a breeze, and a nice comfortable temperature... in other words it was perfect.

I think people like weather that matches their mood. For example, if one has extra energy and is particularly loud they seem to like hot summer days. If one is feeling reserved and reflective, they prefer the cold isolated days.

For some reason in the fall I get more sentimental. I find old buildings charming, especially if they are wrapped up in vines and have fallen leaves sweeping around them. I want to watch classic movies and cuddle up on the couch with 2 pairs of socks on. I prefer to spend my time in small intimate groups, rather than be miss socialite. I feel more of my favorite feeling in this world... content.