Yes… You can feel it. ( Maybe not where you are in real life)
Not in the calendar, maybe not just yet, but in the sideways golden light, in the way the air hesitates at dusk, in the small sighs of trees deciding whether to let go.
Not in the calendar, maybe not just yet, but in the sideways golden light, in the way the air hesitates at dusk, in the small sighs of trees deciding whether to let go.
In Second Life, maybe the leaves don’t fall unless someone scripts them to.
But emotionally?
Fall is always just around the corner.
The kind of season that smells like old books, sips like mulled wine, and whispers, “it’s okay to start over.”
So get your cardigans ready.
The world’s about to get softer, sadder, and somehow more beautiful.
Fall is coming.
And she’s bringing memories you forgot you buried.
And she’s bringing memories you forgot you buried.
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