Crispy dry autumn leaves crunch under my brown suede boots while walking to my car,
as my plum J. Crew scarf runs in circles around my neck.
I inhale fully; filling my lungs with the sweet combination of a bonfire someone is enjoying at their house close by, mixed with the steam of my pumpkin spice americano rising out of my Starbucks cup below me in my gloved hand.
I watch the unfriendly chilling ocean form an array of small waves,
crawling up the wet sand higher and higher.
The sky fades from a rich blue to soft pinks, yellows, purples, and a deep midnight blue as the coldness engulfs me and my pink cheeks.