TwoShades
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I hate fall. I always have. For me, growing up in the coldest civilized place on earth, fall meant the onset of winter. The weather was bad. Blustery, leaves blowing all over the place, days getting shorter and shorter, winter coming.
I now live in a place where fall is beautiful. The weather is beautiful. Grass stays green well into november. I am trying to enjoy it. Its ten years now, and I still can't shake that feeling I grew up with. Maybe its because its the end of summer. And I LOVE summer.
I now live in a place where fall is beautiful. The weather is beautiful. Grass stays green well into november. I am trying to enjoy it. Its ten years now, and I still can't shake that feeling I grew up with. Maybe its because its the end of summer. And I LOVE summer.