As dead as leaves.

Chilly mornings are so enchanting.

I'm talking about the morning when you can feel that autumn has really set in, and the crispness of the air nips at your cheeks, your nose. The mornings that feel icey, almost like you can taste winter, and the excitement jolts your body like a lightning strike. The tips of your fingers tingle at the memories that pass briefly, giving you a faint glimpse at the past, but moving out of sight quickly, reminding you that now is not the time to focus on these moments. This is your hour, your minute, your second to be content with the present. We don't take a lot of time to do that. We either fantasize over the past, or we fret over the future. Rarely do we breathe in, make an ordinary moment one to remember forever, and let it pass without clutching onto it. Don't worry. There are plenty more precious moments to come.



Before I get too ahead of myself, daydreaming of winter, Halloween is so close. Two weeks exactly! Trinity was going to be Hannah Montana (I cannot even picture it), but she decided she wanted to be... a ducky. Best costume idea ever. She tried it on, and Genie took a picture to show us, and God, it was precious. I can't wait until the night.

But also, going past Halloween (way, way past), it's about time that I start figuring out what I'm getting who for Christmas. I need to think of something extra-special for my brother this year (for Christmas AND his birthday, which is December 31). I looove buying giiiiifts! :D <3

I'm off.