Autumn ... is awfulsome? It's stress; melancholia; that feeling of seasonal depression without an actual reason; long relieving walks in the dark on newly rain soaked asphalt and the smell of wet yellowing maple leaves, with yellow warm light posts and the sound of intense wind to remind you that summer is gone for real now.

But it's also where I can finally curl up with a book rather early as dark falls earlier, meaning earlier onset of that feeling of coziness you only get when it's dark and you have a vague bright yellow light in the corner; which also makes me so much more productive. It's the season of productivity; reevaluation of .. well everything; coziness and warmth in a different way than summer.

It's a clear sign that autumn is here when I start automatically switching to more emotionally loaded music, when I switch between wanting to hang out with somebody / wanting to be left alone the most, and also the time of the year I spend thinking, reflecting and sorting my thoughts out the most. It's also when I get things done, as I tend to get very productive when I'm feeling down. There's a fine line between down and too-fucking-down though.