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I'm number 2

well, the thing is, autumn is falling leafs orange night breeze sweaters curling up under a blanket drinking tea death being omnipresent pumpkins wearing a scarf apple cider ghost stories your hands being cold fuzzy socks reading banned books obsessing over halloween hot chocolate coraline red pies bookstores days getting shorter taking a walk in the rain cinnamon rolls feeling your soul coming alive again, yk?

her perfect autumn day looks like this - waking up early to meet up with her best friends in the field at the edge of town and going apple picking. she loves baking and uses those apples to bake a variety of pies. it calms her down; rolling out the dough, watching it bake, sitting by the fireplace while eating the first slice and enjoying the taste of apple and cinnamon. in the evenings, she cuddles with her cat in her blanket fort. she is not ashamed of it, no matter what anyone might think. it's cozy. and honestly - is there anything better than falling asleep at home, in a room lit by fairylights, under a warm crocheted blanket?

she wakes up early, just to have the time to read her favorite book and enjoy the foggy autumn morning. you never see her without a coffee or her camera in hand. her black cat enjoys autumn just as much as she does, and loves playing in the golden leafs. she recently discovered a cozy little bookshop at the edge of town, and spends a large part of her free time browsing through the shelves, before walking home. of course, she arrives home late. she was photographing the leafs and the fog, what else were you expecting?

I'm number 3

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