Fall and attitudes

The air always changes in scent when it gets around autumn; the warm syrupy spring air turns to a crisp, icy tang, tinged with the scent of leaves and open skies.

It seems that whenever this time comes around, I tend to think differently, somehow; not so much how I think, but the climate of my thoughts change in a way that I can't really say, but it isn't a sad or anxious turn.

Maybe people just change with the seasons, like trees do; the outer part changes while their essence stays the same.

-E.Bunchastu