Years
The first actual fall morning, the one where you had to get up in the night and put another blanket on the bed, and something about the air and the sunshine is making me almost weep with nostalgia. How in the world does that happen? It’s beautiful out, I’m happy, have a great day planned, but something about the way my coffee smelled reminded me of my freshman year of college and I’m so overwhelmed with memories I have to sit down.
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capricious reblogged this from keepinganotebook and added:
yep. the cold air reminds me so much of north carolina & freshman year & so many memories.
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dearworld reblogged this from keepinganotebook and added:
This is why I love fall so much- it is by far the most romantic time of year.
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