October, I Miss You Already

October, I Miss You Already

A goodbye letter to my favorite month.

Dear October,

As I sit here writing this I am sad because I am writing this as a goodbye letter. I have never liked goodbyes. I always dread saying goodbye to my favorite month.

Fall is my absolute favorite season and I feel like fall is at its peak during the month of October. The leaves have changed color but they haven’t all fallen off the trees yet. So there is a bright, vibrant color on the ground and in the trees. I love how it feels to be surrounded by warm colors.

Growing up, I always wished I had a birthday in October. Don’t get me wrong, I love my August birthday and being a Leo has its advantages, but my love for October runs so deep I wish I could say I was born in October.

As odd as it sounds I feel like I fit in with the month of October. My wardrobe consists of black, gray, and a few shades of blue. I feel like my usually dark wardrobe and my desire to paint my nails black makes me blend in more during October. During the summer months, I feel like I stick out like a sore thumb because I wear dark colors and have dark hair. During October, I feel like this month was made for me based on my style.

I’m also a horror and thriller movie fanatic and I love a good ghost story. I had my Halloween decorations up on October 1st. I live for all things spooky and scary and I love walking down the sidewalk and seeing all the Halloween decorations.

I’m going to miss the crisp October air. I’m going to miss the days when the temperature is just right and you only need a light jacket to go on an enjoyable walk outside.

In my eyes a perfect day is an cool, overcast day. One where I can wake up and enjoy my morning coffee with the windows open and feel the cool breeze coming though. A day where I can wear jeans, boots, and a sweater. I would walk around outside in the morning and take pictures of the fall foliage. Then I would come home and make a cup of tea and watch a scary movie or read a thriller novel while I'm wrapped up in a fuzzy blanket. If I somehow end up like Bill Murray in "Groundhog Day" I would want it to be a day in October that I'm forced to repeat.

October I’m going to miss you. So I’ll spend my days Googling where I can live where the weather is permanently like yours and listening to podcasts about murderers so I can pretend that Halloween is still right around the corner.

Until next year,

Your biggest admirer

Cover Image Credit: Jenna Collins

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