Late night thoughts. After this post, saying that I love the cold, Christmas and all its derivates would be a major understatement; in fact, I love a very specific period, which goes from mid-September to New Years.
After the New Years mark, I start liking winter a little bit less; there’s nothing more to look forward to to justify the cold, and it just becomes depressing, bland and grey.
October and Autumn in general should last eight months. Eight months in which I would never get tired of: falling leaves, morning breeze, shades and shades of orange, roasted chestnuts, cozy jumpers, candles, spending evening wrapped up in a blanket, dark red lipsticks, ginger bread spiced coffees and creating weather appropriate Spotify playlists.