i was talking about this to a sweetie here the other day, about when its about this time of year that always gets me into a more reminiscing mood. i remember there used to be a apartment i once had where we had a couch in the back yard. i remember days where i would just lay back there and let the sun shine wamly on my face, but have that gentle breeze stir the greenery around and make it the just right feeling. not too cold and not too hot.

then as the weeks turn to months, it gets a bit cooler, the days shorter. still on that couch after what needed to be done is done, sitting on that couch, just living life. thinking thoughts but not remember any of them, listening to things around you, enjoying a drink but always wary if some insect ventured their way and invade your little escape. sitting there, sometimes wishing that i had someone to just hold in my arms when laying there, breathing in unison with them, not talking, somehow sharing a thought, enjoying their presence. falling asleep, arms hugged tightly, her head leaned back, cheek touching mine.

not sure why i'm writing this. guess its just been the begining of one of those days, and i really have nothing better to do. does anyone else have urges, emotions, feelings with the coming of seasons? i would have to say that fall is the strongest for me, one of those things where there does not need to be a definition for why.