I know i've said this before,..but damn, what IS it about november. I know the year's not over, but the trees disagree. I know spring's around the corner, but damn it the crispy air says it's far away.

it reminds me of when i was little and it'd snow. we'd wonder what it'd be like if it NEVER stopped snowing. then, we'd believe it. suffice it to say we were eight,..but still, even then there was always something about november.