The Autumn Apocalypse

It was pretty uniform throughout this week. I didn’t see a single bird and the puddles in front of the last lane in the parking lot stayed, For the most part, the same. The trash always seems to change every day but there never was an abundant amount. On Thursday I even saw half of a banana cut by (I’m guessing) a knife.

The sun is starting to take longer to rise early in the morning. Like a child refusing to leave the warmth of his bed for the chilly winter-frosted air. I really enjoy these mornings now. With just me, the cold empty Parking Lot and the Ghost Car. We have the occasional visitor of an extra bike on the bike rack but for the most part we have the parking lot to ourselves. Our own little secret club.

            I really do love the winter for multiple reasons. The first being no more annoying bugs and less spiders. The second being the cold air. And the third being the way trees and plants change. A lot of the trees around the parking lot have started to relinquish their leaves to the autumn frost in order to hibernate for the winter. They are starting to look like tree skeletons and zombies. They are either void of their leafy flesh or are starting to turn and their flesh is “rotting” from a natural green color to the golden orange and deep red color. But soon they well all just look like the skeleton in my anatomy teacher’s room. Except for the evergreen trees that are already immune to the Frost’s cold bite.