Begin again. Transform yourself as the leaves begin to fall, the new moon appears, the impending darkness and beautiful sunsets surround you. The change of days into nights, the metamorphosis of cool into cold, the bright, the night, the light and the half-light, the sapphire skies, the silver moon against the topaz sky. The cinnamon and nutmeg coffees, the draping blankets, the fresh morning dew on a brisk early walk down the canals, fallen apples, red berries. Dress yourself in sepia and amber hues, listen to the early morning chirps, the crunching of leaves, the grating of ice melting from windscreens. Warm your hands on your breath, scavenge for conkers and pocket the best ones, dipping in to feel that hidden shiny brown treasure in a stolen moment at work. Light a fire, listen to the crackle and crinkle and curl up next to a loved one, or a fluffy one or a little one. Begin again. Begin a new.