I walked outside this morning and could smell it. For the first time this year, it smells like fall. There’s nothing like it and it’s amazing. I can’t quite put my finger on what it is exactly; it’s a little cooler, the air is crisp, and it makes me think of long-sleeved sweatshirts and high school football games. It makes me want to go on a Goonie adventure or sit under a tree with a notebook.
In reality I probably won’t do either one, but I still like the feeling it brings.