The semester began merely three weeks ago and I am already craving freedom. This term I find myself inundated with new and daunting academic challenges, because I have decided to pursue Russian as well as continue my study of French. The language courses at school seem to be much more demanding than other classes (both Russian and French meet for more time each week than standard courses). It’s been a whirlwind of flashcards and Cyrillic script since the outset and I’m exhausted already. I want no responsibilities until December so I can curl up in a corner and enjoy the entirety of autumn at my leisure.
Right now I’m focused on small spaces: cozy nooks, tiny doorways, blanket forts. I want to wear nothing but tights and laze around drinking cocoa while wind outside tears rust-colored leaves from dying trees.
I hope to break myself away from studies soon so that I may enjoy my favorite season. Apples patiently grasp onto their branches, awaiting the day when I am able to pluck them from their stations and tuck them safely into my canvas apple bag.
There are goods to be baked and walks to be taken! Fall in New England is most astonishing but much too fleeting.