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Ohhh October

Ahhh October, ohhh how I love October.

October is one of my favorite months. October her in the desert is kinda of the actual start of a cooler summer. It is also the time of my favorite holiday, Halloween. Unfortunately I will be working during the holiday and most likely be unable to attend the associated events, but I'll still enjoy every part of it. The other part of October is that I have owned my house for 1 year now. It seems like I just bought the house.

I was thinking what I was doing last October such as going to nightfall and hanging out with my friends. This October has been so, so different. I have seen only two friends in weeks. I stay up all night every night for work which is nothing like I am use to. Its amazing how much has changed from then and now.

Now back to October. The other thing about October is that it's perfect for hiking, but it has been hard trying to go out and hike due to my new schedule. I am really going to have to figure that out. I find hiking is one of the best things someone can do. It feels like you are away from all the hardships and you get to just look around and enjoy. Hiking in October has an added benefit, its nice and cool. Tree's are changing colors and the area seems so inviting.

Well I guess that is all I have right now. Maybe next post will have more writings.

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