1. Of November

1. Of November

Autumn Has Come, Wither Is On It’s Way

    The trees has turned yellow, orange and red. Some does barely has any leaves left. The sun does rarely show, because of the thick carpet of cloud that covers the sky in the day. 

At night time the sky becomes clear and the stars turn the black night a little brighter. 

   The wind crawls under the jacket, if not closed properly and covered by scarfs, gloves and hat. The streets have changed. People are now rushing through them, almost running. The little café’s are overfilled, stores are a hinding place from the cool and outside markets are over! 

    

    Last night was Halloween, so I was at my best friends watching horror movies. ( And actually I’d done this the two days before this also... ) The result of all this horror was some very strange and quit creepy dreams. It was like a mix of “The nightmare on Elm street”, “The Unborn”, “Legion”, “The last house on the left” and ect... I didn’t really get that much sleep and I’m sure that my illness also had something o do with the level of strangeness of the dreams... And it could be that it was this that keep the dreams away from becomming nightmares?! God save fever! 

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