November is the darkest month for me🌛🖤 Full of magic, candles, and sensuality ✨ It’s so funny how I was mourning summer since I smelled the first notes of Autumn in the mid-July air. And I deeply wanted the to summer be endless. I didn’t know how could I love Autumn. The one who stole a summer blessing from me. Then happened October and I genuinely was excited about it. I used to autumn, accepted it, I felt childish delight! Now it’s November. Feeling like a bear, who prepares to sleep. Days getting darker and shorter. Beginning to gain strength for the next year💫