I think this all started since I was a young child. Fall for me means a new start. (I guess this could apply to any season.) Just think about it for a second, since we were young we started school at the beginning of each fall, we started many sports, clubs, new friendships, new classrooms, new teachers, new clothes, shoes, the beginning of productive activies, etc... You get the point. I seriously get butterflies in my stomach just thinking about it. It reminds me of high school football, as I marched midfield on the football field playing my clarient.
Spectacular colors everywhere, its like the life of a city is born again. Everyone is out, vacations are over, bustling cities wide awake. I, my friends, am the "weird girl" walking around with a huge smile for absolutely no reason whatsoever! I don't even notice it, it just happens:)
It such a carefree time. "Young folks" by peter bjorn and john comes to my head. The good old UIC days living it up in Little Italy. Living in Chicago, so full of mysteries and adventures. There is always a memorable time in fall. But the amazing thing is not the past, its the new memories I will create this year.
For my little heart's sake please go out and enjoy fall, go running, sit by the window with your favorite sweater and a glass of red vino. I don't care just feel the start of something new.