The leaves are beginning to fall in Stockholm. And first signs of autumn are coming into force as the equinox approaches. I love this time of year. The air turns crisp, the leaves descend to the earth, and the clouds begin to hover lower in the sky. I miss the pumpkin patches and the apple orchards of the northern states; it is a part of me that makes me nostalgic every year. The smell of the air reminds me of a romantic, innocent yet changing time of the year.
As I continue my journey in Sweden, I am reminded of what I gave up to be here and what I see as part of my new home now. I miss my friends and my home environment daily and go through the ‘am i still here’ phase when walking around the city. I still feel I am neither here nor there and the autumn weather is increasing that feeling in me.
So here it is now, waiting for the winter, enjoying the air.
And thank you Trentemoeller for the title.
