

π Autumn and winter are my most honest seasons.
When I donβt have to pretend to be sunny βοΈ
When I can be warm β on the inside, even if itβs cold outside π§£βοΈ
Autumn is about letting go beautifully π
About cinnamon tea β, slow-reading books π
About sweater walks, when the wind seems to whisper:
βYou can slow down. Youβre allowed to pause.β
Winter is about the silence where you can hear your heart π€
About snowy streets that make everything feel new π¨οΈ
About inner conversations that need no words
About the comfort you create yourself β from blankets, candles, and quiet hope π―οΈποΈ
π Autumn teaches me to let go.
βοΈ Winter β to be with myself.
Together they remind me:
even in the coldest seasons, you can be alive, warm, and real.
Do you know how to be happy in silence β within yourself, without the noise? π¬οΈ