Why So Anti? The Confessions of a Grumpy Almost Thirty Year-Old

Hey Sweeties,

You know the more something is hyped up, the more some people retreat back from it? This is me. Lately I have come to realise that I have gotten used to being so anti things, I have almost actually prevented myself from enjoying anything, isn’t that crazy? But it’s true, it’s an historic trait in me, and I hate myself a little bit for it because it’s just so unnecessary. So today my Sweeties, in a bid to be better and less anti like, I am confessing my most recent sins in hope of forgiveness. Here goes:

Autumn –I frickin’ love autumn, I think everyone in the UK does; I love the changing colours of the trees; dry, crisp leaves on the floor; and the opportunity to wrap up warm; but from about mid-august it felt like everyone (by everyone I mean mostly bloggers -sorry guys, but you know it’s true!), suddenly got bored of the heat and the sun and it was time to start dreaming about chunky knits, boots, berry lips and such like which quite frankly, pissed me off. I love summer, I love the sun, I love the long days that end late into the evening; for my general upbeatness, I need days like this, so I just cannot understand why everyone gets so caught up in the romanticism of autumn and wishes summer away. Autumn is a beautiful season, sure, but let’s just calm down okay and enjoy the moment we’re in.

Action: As we’re now in autumn, let’s go for it! Cue all the autumness!

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