The month of October, when you're close to the happy ending but not close enough to let you swim in a wild ocean with the odd and comforting feels. Winds dwelling in crispy cold breeze and the sun feels slightly warm, just when the sky turn from honey butter to copperish gold, and the leaves crippled - falling from tree like the debris of dew droplets. When the mysterious novel pages flip through in a moment of time and the aroma of your hot brewing coffee drench your whole house. When your bed tastes like solace and everything is in shades of orange. The ticklish warmth of knitted sweater, the ignited ashes from bonfire and when the night sleeps in spooky spell, that's what October makes you feel, like a long lost friend visiting you.
