The colors so bright meld together. The warm colors on the brisk day are a perfect contrast. The chill nips at the tip of my nose as the sweet fall air fills my lungs. Beauty itself is presented in front of myself only in form of landscape. It’s too beautiful to be true it seems like a painting in actuality. The splashes of green reminds me of the summer gone but the brown dying leaves remind of the winter to come. It is a time for reflection and to prepare for a long winter. The hours of neon light diffuse from my blood stream as I let the sun seep in. It is not the hot sun of summer but the one that’s warm rays play on your face. The birds call out to each other as they play on the branches. It is a site I love. The feeling of peace surrounds me and wraps me in its tranquil arms. I rejoice in the feeling of freedom. The feeling that I am my own master and if I should choice to run off tomorrow it is only me that I depend on. The fresh air keeps my steps quick and determined. As the breeze seems to cheer me on, I walk towards the destination unknown.