October in My Ears

There’s a specific feeling that hits when autumn actually arrives—not the calendar date, but the first morning it genuinely feels different outside. Cold enough that leaving the bed requires a decision, warm enough under the covers that you stay a few minutes longer than necessary. That’s when a playlist stops being background noise and becomes the actual event. Mine for this season sits somewhere between things I’ve been meaning to revisit and newer songs that just fit the light when it starts going amber at four in the afternoon. Now, cornflakes.