Tired Tired Tired

I love how short the days feel and the crispness in the air that follows me home. I love knowing that after a long day I will be going home to climb into my favorite sweatshirt and make myself a hot cup of tea. I love curling up on the couch and watching Charlie Brown or Where the Wild Things Are or some movie that just screams “childhood nostalgia!” I love wearing socks that hug my feet just right and keep me warm. I love how my house always smells like cinnamon and apples and the windows are always opened just a crack to allow for the autumn breeze to stream in. Better yet, the light rain may pitter patter against the floor. I love hunkering down into bed underneath three blankets and feeling as though I could simply sink into the mattress. I love that feeling of coziness that surrounds me.