cold

This is the time of year when the leaves change colors and
I start to straighten my hair and paint my toe nails wacky colors.
This is the time of year when my room gets cold and it's harder to get out of bed
because I'm far too content with the warm cocoon i have made myself out of my comforter.
Times like these I get homesick and wish I were to still back in New Orleans, soaking up the warm weather, riding my bike in the breeze and finding a cool shade to sketch and take photos.
Alas I live in Ohio and I must make due with what i am given.