FROM MY FIRST FALLEN LEAVES TO MY FIRST MISSED FLIGHT, first 14-hour flight and first week in Europe, first Spikes Festival and first Louis Vuitton, Autumn as it is in Paris and Singapore raked in so many new things to my 26-year-old life. A golden reminder that although it feels like it sometimes, life does not actually stop at 25.
As Mr. Fitzgerald put it so perfectly, "Life starts all over again when it gets crisp in the fall."
No autumn back in Manila but inspiration is so in season for me right now.
That's if I can even keep my eyes open. Major jet lag.
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