I thought I’d just write to you once, just because… You’re time is almost up for the year now. I kinda feel like you pass by less noticeably than your sibling counterparts, somehow… maybe that’s sad?
I was sorry to see the summer fade away, but this year, autumn, I’m actually sadder to be saying goodbye to you. I feel like I learned something during your reign this year, something indescribable maybe, but significant nonetheless.
With each of your passings I grow, and change, and I feel like you change with me… or maybe it’s my understanding of you that changes. Eitherway, the ’you’ I got to know this year, is different to the ‘you’ I met last year. I wonder what you’ll be like next year?