Right now, right here, there is nothing wrong. I love the fall. I love the smell of it, I love the colours. And now that the leaves have made their predictable descent to the ground, I love the stoic trees who seem to say "We're not going anywhere, we're staying right here as always, and we'll look pretty again next year." I love the whole feel of the fall. Today, the chill in the air cuts through the drowsiness and weariness of life and nudges me and says "You're alive, enjoy it, and breathe deeply." And Christmas is still coming...