I feel gypped by fall in Arizona. Where are the leaves to be crunched?!?
It is technically autumn, but there is no trace of it in the 100 degree heat and eye-glaring sun. I miss having seasons. Where's the fun in knowing everyday is going to be bright and sunny and when you get to school your back will be filled with sweat from biking. It's gross I know! Maybe I keep sleeping through my alarm because for even just a moment more I'd rather stay in the cool house dreaming about the fall days I remember from my youth. How do kids her have any creativity without leaves or ice to play in? There are somethings I'll never understand. Here's to my last year (hopefully) living without an actual fall.
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AHHHH I KNOW! These are my thoughts, too. Fall in AZ makes me depressed. I find myself super excited when I step on a crunchy leaf, and I wish it weren't such a rare occasion. I need maple trees that are red and yellow, I need a bright sun and a temperature that'll freeze your nose. I need Autumn!
I think you're dreaming anyway, sister.
Texas does not...
...and allow me to repeat, for emphasis...
...does not...
...and never has...
...had anything that could be accurately termed "Fall" in the manner that most in the United States calls "Fall."
Unless, of course, you call 90 degree weather, suburban trees purchased at Home Depot with little ropes attached to them still green, and mowing the lawn in late November, Fall.
I miss seasons
soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
much, too! :(
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